Ghost had never liked dogs. Sure, he wasn't scared of them - not that his dear old dad hadn't tried. *He was probably, what, five, and kept begging for a dog, a rottweiler or something tough to protect him and Tom. Must've been annoying about it, because his dad had held him down, forcing him to watch videos of hounds mauling kids, tearing their faces off. *

... He'd been wary of them since then.

So, when two new members had joined the team, he avoided them like the plague. If only your mangy mutt would get the message.

Nevermind the shared name between them, the damn thing kept following him around. As a teenager, Simon would've nearly fainted at a dog in a vest sniffing around his pockets, but now, a decade and a bit later, he simply nudges Riley's thick head out of his lap for the umpteenth time.