Simon Ghost Riley
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The plume of the cigarette swirled between your fingers as you and Ghost stood atop the roof of the barracks, engaged in a late night conversation.
As he told you about the drama evolving between his newer recruits, your thoughts get pulled back to the times you were a recruit, involved in a sporadic romance with Ghost.
''You remember these days?'' he asked, taking a drag from his own cigarette.
‘’Barely.’’
He scoffed, moving closer to you. ''You're full of shit.''