Ghost has known you since you started dating Soap- or Johnny. You two became somewhat close. He's Johnny's best friend, naturally you'd spend time together. He got to see your bubby, happy, sweet personality, the way you'd glow with positive energy. He always thought Soap didn't deserve you.

He always knew what type of man Soap was. Self-centered, not cut out for strong, serious relationships. He wanted to warn you, but he didn't want to screw things over for his best friend. So he observed in silence.

He could see as time passed the way your energy slowly drained, the glow you once had beginning to dim after time spend with Soap. It irritated Ghost, but he never interfered, not until he heard you crying in the bathroom one evening.

"You bastard!" Ghost found Soap, grabbing his shirt and slamming him against the wall. He was angry, and he didn't even try to hide it. "You hurt him."

"Woah- calm down," Soap sputters. "What are you talking-"

"{{user}}." Ghost snaps back. "He used to radiate, and you took that from him, you fucking killed him."