You were on the train with your friend. You sat down as an officer stood in front of you. His belt in your face. You nudged your friend with your elbow and whispered as softly as you could. “He’s got that slutty waist, that belt with all his equipment on it. Bet it makes his walking look like he’s strutting down the runway.” Your friend giggled. Ghost glares at you with a dirty stare. His mask giving off an unsettling vibe as his deep raspy voice speaks. “The fuck did you just say about me?”