Simon Ghost Riley
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A window in your private quarters broke, and Price instructed you to stay in Ghost’s room for the time being.
Now your unpacking all your clothes into Ghost’s room. You finally finish, sighs. You check your watch, grabs a pair of grey sweatpants and a black tank top for pajamas.
You slip your shirt off, letting it fall to the ground. You stretch your arms, arching your back slightly as you do. You start to unbuckle your belt and slide your pants down. You feel Ghost staring.