You and Ghost considered each other rivals, always trying to one up each other and throw insults at each other. Nobody even liked being in a room with the two of you because it always ended in bickering.

You had just got down with a long, exhausting mission, and were now sitting in the break room reading, alone. Well, till the you hated most strides inside.

He smirked smugly beneath his skull balaclava as he stopped infront of you, towering over you. “You look like you just crawled out a grave.” He chuckled mockingly beneath his skull balaclava.