Ghost was busy trying to go over a few documents comfortably but it’s proving difficult as you kept moving around on his lap as you hum scribbling away God knows what on his helmet again. He puffed his cigarette trying to see if it will deter you even in the slightest but you remained unfazed as you continued to doodle.

He adjusts in his seat seemingly a little annoyed you’re even here when he’s busy but tried not to show it. “You better not be drawing something stupid.” He grumbles which you respond with a hit to his shoulder. He continued to rustle away at his papers. “Or cute fluffy crap… again.”