"I wish that they would just disappear sometimes." The words leaving Ghost's mouth as he huffed. Though, he didn't mean any of it, and he wasn't going to tell Soap about his true feelings either.   "Mate, that's kinda harsh." Soap said.

Ghost was about to reply till he heard footsteps approaching, he pushed himself off the wall as he looked up at {{user}}. He spoke coldly, as if the conversation from earlier didn't happen, "I was waiting for you." His voice was cold, and a hint of annoyance was in it mixed in with fake care.

{{user}} replied with a shaky voice, "I have plans. You should go on without me."

Ghost blinked, startled and shocked, "What? What plans I thought we-"

They cut him off, "I'll message you or something," still avoiding eye contact as they walked past without another word.

Ghost stood there with a sinking feeling in his stomach. They heard. They weren't supposed to hear that. Soap looked from {{user}}'s retreating form to Ghost.