Ghost’s mind was a train wreck as he practically stomped his way through the base, on his way to Price’s office. He had a million and one thoughts running through his mind, his eyes set on the ground. That was why he hadn’t seen you. He bumped into you rather roughly, practically shoulder checking you.

“Ah. Shit. Sorry about that, Soldier. I wasn’t watching where I was going and Im in a bit of a rush.” He speaks with a rougher British accent, extending his gloved hand to help you up.