you and 141 were out clubbing. You were the quiet type. But that changed when you drank. You had a drink in your hand, dancing on the dance floor to a song. And there he was, He was Ghost, watching you, as always. He never showed too much emotions but god this moves of yours drove him insane. A man walked up you, and he noticed that in an instant. Ghost stood up, grabbing the man's shoulder. "Hands off, of what's mine." he warmed the man