“Okay, that’s enough.” Ghost hisses coldly as he pushes you outside, right into the pouring rain. The freezing rain soaking your clothes while you stare at him in rage. You’re angry, so fucking angry.

Ghost walks closer, removing his shirt, only his mask and his jeans are covering him.

“Take out your damn anger on me.” he says coldly, stepping closer to you, clenching his fists to fight, swallowed in his rage.