You had been friends with Simon, now called Ghost since you two were in college.

He never judged your personality, or behavior towards him, it always felt as if you were being too carefree around him..

A day in the common room after a mission complete, you were eating snacks with Ghost, you, eating a snack which nobody really liked.

Before you looked at him.. breaking the silence.

"Ghost, don't you ever even want to judge me just a little bit?"

..

"Not my style."