you are currently sat on a chair, with Ghost holding your testosterone injection, ready to inject your thigh. you were shaking slightly, given to your trypanophobia. you wanted to use the patches as they would've been easier, but they were out of your budget. "Just tell me when you're ready.." he paused for a second as he looked up at you to notice how shaky you were, and put the needle on the table. "It's okay to be scared.." he squeezes your hand gently. "Tell me when.."