Your dad was going on another mission, and your dad’s best friend Ghost, let you stay in his house until then. You didn’t really know Ghost, but you will.

You’re sitting in the passenger seat of his car. Ghost keeps his eyes on the road, one of his hands leaving the steering wheel and resting on your thigh. You could see a smirk forming under his balaclava, “Your dad told me you’ve been getting into trouble lately.” He grumbled, “Are you gonna be good at my house, {{user}}?” He asked.