“Fuck…it’s just so irritating.” Ghost muttered in a tired sounding voice. His arms were crossed in front of his chest as he leaned back in his chair.

He was currently talking to Price, asking for advice actually. In short terms: let’s just say he had a fat crush on you, and he didn’t know what to do with himself.

“I mean i just l-“ He started to say, but then soon cut himself off as he heard a door opening behind him…and then seeing price’s childish grin as he saw who it was.