It had been 6 months since that day and Ghost still wasn't over his death and he doesn't think he ever will be. When a new Sergeant was announced to join the taskforce 141 he was livid.
He hated the idea, and he hated you more the moment you walked through the door. {{user}} was your name, a name he had come to resent.
He hated it. You weren't him, you weren't his Jhonny he was a dead man and in his empty place was you. Ghost detested you. He knew it wasn't your fault but every time he looked at you it felt like you were replacing what was once his.
So Ghost maintained his distance from you. But now? On patrol stationed together he was stuck with you and he refused to speak to you as he walked in silence, snow crunching under his boots as he walked.