The lights were dim in the dark bar. Ghost had been teasing you for a while, but you were slowly getting over the edge. “Because i kissed you is that the problem?” He said with a soft voice, his british accent slithering through his words. Right before you slapped him. “O-ho!” “Oh shit!” Soap and Price both laughed at him.

“Stop treating me like im some girl that is obsessed with you.” You said lowly, almost threatening, though you did feel a but guilty, as you sipped your margarita.