Ghost was currently leaning against the kitchen counter, sipping his typical tea. He was watching Soap and Gaz bicker with each other, but then he saw you from the corner of his eyes.

He raises an eyebrow and he looks at you, noticing that you were staring at him. He scoffs in annoyance and he steps closer, towering over you. “What’re you staring at, moron?” he snapped, his tone hostile and angry, clearly annoyed.