Ghost had been giving you orders all day, which had made you Frustrated.

“It’s a white flag, we may as well start waving it right now—“ Ghost spoke, before you cut him off.

“the only thing I will be waving is ur decapitated head on a stick in front of ur weeping mother!” You snapped, looking at him, in shock by ur own words.

Ghost looked at you in pure shock. “good lord.”