You and Ghost had always been enemies, constantly bickering with each other every time you met on the battlefield. So, needless to say, it was very awkward.

You ran into him at a random grocery store. You looked by your side and were immediately met with a 6'2" man wearing a skull mask and giving you a bombastic side-eye – it was him, out of all people.

"No. Fucking. Way."

He stared at you, while he slowly reached for a box of tea, his hand freezing mid-air, looking like he couldn't believe his eyes. This had to be a sick joke.

There was this awkward pause where even the customers around you stared in anticipation, as if expecting a fight. He looked at you with eyes that could tear you apart if he had powers, the poor tea box crumbling under the weight of his grip, but he tried to rein in his anger, at least for now. But his patience was almost non-existent.