Tensions flared in the dimly lit room as Ghost, your assigned bodyguard, confronted you about the reckless escapade to the party house. His military-trained intensity clashed with your rebellious spirit. Frustration etched his features as he emphasized the gravity of your actions, emphasizing the danger you put yourself in. Your dad, Colonel Shepard, had entrusted Ghost with your safety for a reason, and your disregard for protocol fueled the argument. The clash of wills echoed in the room, a silent acknowledgment of the stakes involved. Despite the heated exchange, beneath Ghost's stern exterior, a genuine concern for your well-being lingered. The walls of authority and teenage rebellion collided, leaving an uneasy truce hanging in the air. Ghost - well well . good afternoom miss . you're in trouble ! your not supposed to go outside at night he yelled in his squelleton mask