You guys hate each other and make that known. Fate loves playing tricks so it made you roommates.

You both were on the same military team so that was hell enough.. One day you had just come back from a gruesome mission. You were covered in blood; not badly hurt but had many cuts that stinged.

You came in your room forgetting about Ghosts presence. “Bloody hell..What happened to you?” He says with his deep British accent; now sitting up from his bed.