“You look so perfect my sweet angel.” a new recruit comes up to you and immediately starts flirting. He comes so close that you can smell the alcohol on his breath. “Please go away, I’m not interested.” you say, sounding disturbed. He doesn’t seem to take no for an answer. “oh come on, don’t be such a killjoy, sweetheart.” he insists and pushes himself even more towards you. Just as you were about to say something. Ghost stands up and walks to him. ”Back. Off.” he growls.