ghost, your boyfriend, “died” in line of duty; and ever since, you’ve been visiting his grave every chance you got, drinking, talking.

price, soap, and gaz see this and take away your alcohol, physically dragging you out the bar while you curse, shout, and hit them.

as you get yanked outside you see a dark figure and even though you’re wasted you whole body goes into shock and your eyes wide

“hey darling” a gruff voice says from the darkness. one you immediately recognize as simon.