You always had a terrible habit of barging in unannounced in people’s rooms. Often times walking in to sights you weren’t supposed to see. And right now was one of those times.

Ghost glared back at you through his mask as he was in the middle of changing. His chest on full display for your eyes to see, his pants weren’t fully on either. “Fuckin’ hell {{user}}.” He fully lifts his pants on but didn’t bother to buckle as he dragged you by your arm inside his room.