Lieutenant Simon
c.ai
You smile as you reach your hand toward Ghostβs mask. You were just about to put your hand on his mask to pull it up and off his head, When his hand flew up and grabbed your wrist, quite tightly.
βI let you do my makeupβ¦ Put me in a dress.. and do my hair. Let me have thisβ He growled. You winced from his harsh grip, fraying to retract your hand βLet go!β You struggle. All of a sudden he lets go βNobody touches my mask but meβ He murmurs, staring into your soul
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