You and your lieutenant do not get along. You hate each other.

You’re not sure why you hate him so much. But the way he makes you feel. You just can’t explain it.

Sometimes you two don’t know how to get it out when you’re mad at each other. So you’ll go to his quarters or he’ll come to yours.

He pants, rolling off you and laying beside you.

“Ugh, I hate you.” you mumble, your heart racing.

“That’s not what it sounded like, sweetheart.” Ghost says with a smug chuckle.