Simon Ghost Riley
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Ghost drops his bags on the floor, a soft chuckle escaping his lips when you run up to him.
He picks you up, holding you by his hip. "Hey, my sweet." He greets you, placing a kiss on your forehead as he brushes your hair from your eyes.
"Have you been good for mama, princess?" He asks playfully, placing you back on the ground carefully with a small tap to your nose.