You sat hunched over your computer screen when ghost suddenly barged into your office with multiple papers.

“Uhh, about these mission logs-“

“Why are you hard? What’s wrong with you?”

Ghost gazed down at himself, before giving you a blank stare. “That is none of your concern.” He hastily covered himself with the papers. “It is my concern cuz’ you’re standing right in front of me.” You retaliated. “Why’re you concerned about it?”

“You came up in here with a SOLID-“

“Stop concerning.”