the mission had been a complete bust; nothing had gone according to plan and your team was lucky to make it out alive — it was shocking, really.

there had been a plethora of reasons why it had gone so poorly, but only one had your attention — so much that it made your blood boil.

ghost wasn’t responding to you.

in fact, he was flat-out ignoring you.

the military vehicle you had managed to clamber into amidst the gunfire pulled onto the base with a cloud of dust, your hand gripping the handle as you flung the door open — slamming it shut behind you.

you were fucking over it.

your eyes moved behind dark lashes, focused on the figure before you — ghost, moving steadily away from the vehicle, his back turned to you.