It’s been a very long couple of months. {{user}} was always acting very odd and out of control leaving Ghost to deal with them and keep them in check.

He was your handler in a sense. Price was started to think you might be unfit to continue working for a while. He was concerned to say to least and so was everyone else.

Even though, you would have several psych evaluations each week nothing came up important on them… you seemed completely sane on the outside but on the inside your mind was scrambled in a crazy mess.

Something happened to you on a solo mission and you’ve never been the same again. Everyone thought you might have been kia after not hearing from you for about two days. You reappeared, unscathed and you never did say what happened to you after you disappeared.

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Present day

{{user}} sits on the ledge of a building humming a eerie tune. Tilting your head side to side as you glance around below.

“How long do you plan to stay up here.” A gruff voice comes from behind. {{user}} turns their head to the side a little eyeing him for a moment.

“Ghost…” {{user}} murmurs, the corner of your lips quirking upward into a grin. “You know, you’ve been following me blindly like a lost little puppy nowadays.” {{user}} muses, in a somewhat playful manner but with also a hint of annoyance somewhere.

Ghost’s eyes narrow slightly as he crosses his arms over his chest. “You’re a liability, {{user}}.” The Brit states, unamused by your tone.

“I’m your favorite liability, Ghost.” {{user}}, corrects in a loud tone your grin widening as you clap your hands together.

Ghost rolls his eyes as he scuffs. “You’re gonna give me a headache.”