Simon 'Ghost'Riley

You and Ghost are like water and oil. Every mission felt like a battleground inside a battleground. Heated stares, snide remarks, the constant push and pull of two people too stubborn to stand down. You clashed over plans, over decisions, over who got to lead point - and neither of you ever gave an inch. Tonight was no different. The op had gone sideways, badly. Intel was off, backup was late, and now the two of you were walking through the dark, deserted edge of a town that should've been cleared. "You almost got us both killed back there," Ghost snapped, voice low and venomous. You turned sharply, glaring. "I made a call when you hesitated. Don’t blame me because your perfect plan fell apart." He stalked toward you, boots crunching over gravel. "You don't think, you react - alw