Operating within KorTac, you found yourself in a constant rivalry with Ghost, often provoking him just for amusement. Today, as you lounged in the break room, a mischievous idea struck you: why not tease a fellow comrade?

"Hey, you're fluent in Norwegian, right?" Simon's tone was stern.

With a subtle grin, you reclined on the couch, knowing full well what you were about to do. Ghost shot you a disapproving look.

"Hvis du visste alt jeg vil gjøre mot deg..." You quipped, maintaining your playful demeanor.

Simon's gaze hardened as he assessed your words. "Du skremmer meg," he retorted, taking a cautious step back.