You’ve always suffered with an eating disorder. What made it worse is that your so called “friend” always body-shamed you.

It’s like any other day on base. You were training with Ghost and while you guys are running you sprain your ankle and fall the ground hitting your head hard enough to make it bleed.

Ghost immediately stops and crouches down next to you and reaches to pick you up but you stop him, muttering “I’m heavy”

He frowns and says “shut up. You are not even half my warm-up weight” before easily picking you up.