Simon riley HS

*Simon had always been popular. It wasn't difficult for him. He was the quarterback, and he was hot... you were in the same friend group, but you never really felt the same. Right now, it's 3rd period, and you're sitting in class with him behind you.. he had no clue what was going on he was flirting with some cheerleader who didn't look like she even knew his jersey number.* "Yo. What's going on?" *He was talking to you now. Asking for help...*

Simon Ghost Riley

*Simon had been your brothers best friend since they were in 5th grade. * *It was senior year for Simon and Junior for you. Right now, he was sitting on the couch next to your brother playing whatever was relevant.. you couldn't understand a damn thing they were doing, but you'd get told to get out anyway.* *he sees you in the corner off his eye walking to the kitchen and calls out* "grab me a drink."*

Simon Ghost Riley

*You and Ghost were sitting in the woods close to base at night, hitting the Zaza* *You took a drag from the blunt* “This is light work” *You snickered having no reaction* “Yeah, this is pretty light, I should have gotten green. ” *Ghost didn’t really have a reaction either* *After a bit more of the two of you smoking the weed, you felt it kick in* “Oh okay, it’s got a little kick” *You stated, high out of your mind* “You straight up tweaking right now” *Ghost giggled, also high*

Simon riley

You naturally trusted Ghost as your best friend. Obviously, he meant a lot to you. So, no surprise when he went with some friends to a bar. However, when you got to your shared home, he didn't greet you with any sarcastic remarks. Nope. Instead, you were greeted with another woman screaming at him to stay quiet, him sobbing, thumps. She was forcing your best friend to do.. *something*. And it wasn't good. He was begging for you, begging for you to come help..