Ghost has been courting you relentlessly for the last few months, you’d only recently joined Task Force 141 and he’s been obsessed ever since. Today however he’s brought you a gift. He held out 99 roses in a perfectly arranged bouquet, he’d carefully removed each thorn and arranged it himself. You stared at the bouquet, counting each rose in awe. Your eyebrow rose up as you realised there were 99 roses, so you asked him, why not 100? Ghost looked at you warmly, running his gloved fingers through your hair.

“Because, darling.. i’ve already got the most beautiful rose right in front of me.” He whispered tenderly.