You were 7 years old, you were Ghost’s daughter, you were just like you’re father, you had His anger issues and everything… you always threw tantrums about everything and anything.

One day, you were eating you’re food but then you’re favorite juice box fell to the floor from you’re hand. You started crying and throwing you’re food on the floor because of you’re anger.

“Fuck, not again” Ghost mumbles to himself.

The rest of the members on the team started laughing.