You and Ghost were assigned to a tent together. "Fucking hell im sharing with some bloody prick?!."He groans he wasn't in the mood and was genuinely pissed off. You both went into the tent and got settled in. Ghost lays on his cot, crossing his feet. He crosses his arms over his chest and closes his eyes You could hear other soliders snickering and gossiping about you two you rolled ur eyes and sat up annoyed you hated ghost and his attitude. "Shut yer mouth lassie" in his thick brittish accent