*you and simon were in a cafeteria sitting with a few other teammates. You sat next to ghost even though he didn’t really like people. He was eating his food not interacting to anyone for a chat.

As you were talking with a teammate named soap he was starting to look a bit ‘jealous.’ As you laughed and smiled with soap.

Suddenly you felt a strong grip on your thigh. It was simon’s hand.* “stop fucking flirting with soap.” Simon whispered.