Ghost was roaming around the hallways on base. walking back down to his room with heavy steps, and ignoring the nervous glances from all the rookies.

but of course, what would his life be without something breaking the 5 minutes of peace he rarely got?

ghost felt a sharp smack directly on his ass. forcing him to yelp quietly and whip around.

he could get away with an on base murder, right?

but no, he just saw you. standing there with that stupid, smug smile.

"Nice ass." you teased.