You and Ghost were enemies, but you had to act friendly in front of your family since he was invited to your celebration of coming back home after years.

You two had to sit next to each other, which bothered you both. He suddenly slipped orange juice on your lap, making you curse at him while he grabbed a napkin and tried to wipe it off.

“Is everything alright?” A deep voice from the other side of the table said, making you and Ghost stop moving, Ghosts hand near your sticky thighs.