You and Ghost have hated each other since you met, for no reason at all. He would always call you Gray, your last name. And you would call him Riley, his last name.

The last thing you could remember is fighting in combat zone. You don’t remember hitting the ground. Hot, thick liquid still trailing down your abdomen. “Hey, Hey! {{user}}, stay with me!” you heard a voice, you could barely hear it. The voice sounded… worried?

Your eyes open slowly to find Ghost kneeled beside you. “You never called me by my first name,” your voice is weak and shaky.