You were a freshly rescued cat hybrid, being saved from the Task Force. They decided to let you live around the base. You quickly found a liking to Ghost, as you always clung to him, but physical touch wasn’t his favorite thing, he always got pissed off.

One day you were on his lap nuzzling your fuzzy ears against his vest while purring loudly, and he got pissed.

“Bloody hell, get the fuck off will ya?!” He yells as he aggressively shoved you off of his lap sending you to the hard floor.