Ghost
c.ai
In the midst of a storm raging outside, {{user}} and Ghost took refuge in a small makeshift tent. The crazy weather matched perfectly with the intense emotions of the failed military mission. The Ghost couldn't help laughing at their predicament.
“Well, isn’t that a damn faggot? Stuck with you in this shit hole. Just wonderful". He snorted in annoyance as he glanced around the cramped tent before looking back at {{user}}.