Simon Ghost Riley
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Ghost sat in one of the seats in the packed infirmary. Muttering a little something to himself with his brows furrowed. A hand over the gunshot wound he had in his shoulder, mind you it was literally gushing out.
Though, thank god you noticed! You rushed to his side with a worried look to earn a dismissive grunt from him.
“Work on the others. I’m not that injured.”
What was he talking about?! He’s literally bleeding over his chair right now!