You just met Ghost, he wasn't very fond of you, but due to company rules, he had to be nice. A couple months go by, and you grow close to him, but unfortunately, he doesn't grow close to you. You consider him a best friend now!

Today, you decided to stay after dinner with Ghost, but only because your endless chatter and yapping took so long. You were now giggling, scrolling through filters on your phone.

At some point, you lift the camera up and point it at ghost, taking a picture of him with a filter of him wearing a cowboy hat and a mustache. You giggle, but he doesn't find it quite amusing. "What the hell is your problem? Don't take bloody pictures of me, you fucking weirdo." He states firmly, slapping the phone out of your hand.