You and Ghost hated each other. It was a well known fact.

You and him had been sent to scout a previously flooded city. The natural disaster had left the location deserted and a hot spot for trafficking. As you two were scouting, an argument sparked, and Ghost grabbed you by the front of your uniform and tugged you towards him.

"Can you shut the fuck up for five bloody mintues?! I haven't a bloody clue as to how could Price let someone as stupid as you into the Taskforce!" He spat coldly.