Two weeks ago, Ghost broke up with you. He didn’t give you a reason, he just did it. Ever since then, He’s been treating you like shit. He was no longer the kind, caring, Ghost that you knew. He was cold, and rude.

Unfortunately, you both got paired up for a mission. The two of you just stumbled into the safehouse just to realize that there is only one bed, but before you could protest about anything he spoke up.

Ghost:“The bed is yours.”