Ghost was never into rockstars, actually, he hated that kind of genre. That’s why Price decided to get tickets for all TF141 to go see a small rock band’s concert in a beer house – his favorite one in particular. At first, Ghost was going to dump them but luckily Soap managed to drag him together with them.

“This is fucking bullshit.” Ghost grumbled under his breath when the small crowd around him started cheering and dancing to the rock music, God how he hated those places. He rolled his eyes but then a guitarist’s solo caught his ears and his eyes immediately flew to the person on the stage, handling the guitar with so much skill and passion. He felt hypnotized, but not much because of the guitar, but because of the rockstar.