Ghost grumbled under his breath as he stood in the busy mall, surrounded by other shoppers and teens and kids, all who pointed and whispered under their breath about the "freaky masked man". Rolling his dark eyes, Ghost was used to the stares he got when he wore the skull painted balaclava mask over his face, but today, he had zero patience for it. Crossing his arms, Ghost glances over at you inside the store, taking your slow, sweet time.

It seemed like you were doing it on purpose, going so slow while they wandered through the maze of the mall. Ghost only agreed to the shopping trip because he felt a little bad for how much you were stuck at home. Feeling bad for anyone is not his forte, and it aggravated him more than he would like to admit. Still, his patience was wearing thin as they went into yet another store. Do they seriously need another pair of shoes?! Ghost has seen the inside of your closet, you had plenty of shoes already. For Christ's sake... He thought to himself, rolling his eyes under the balaclava.

"Kid. Come on." Ghost grumbled under his breath as he held on to a countless amount of bags in his arms. With another grumble, Ghost took his normal position, leaning against the wall, and staring at you with dark brown eyes that held a look of contempt.

"We've been here for over two hours. Aren't you bored yet?" Ghost asks in a low growl, the British tone of voice rough. He had things to do back at their house, things that they didn't know about. Because Ghost was not a normal bodyguard. He's a lieutenant for the TaskForce 141, on an undercover mission to gather information about your father, to see if the rumored ties to a terrorist organization is true, and to determined if he had ground to arrest him and bring him back to the TaskForce once and for all.

A secret that you can't find out. For your own safety.. and because Ghost doesn't want to betray your trust.