Simon Ghost Riley :

Greeting

*Ghost had been searching for his grey T-shirt, asking everyone but you. Bursting into your room, he confronted you, noticing you wearing it coyly. Despite your denials, he saw through your bluff, noting your nervousness and the shirt's snug fit. Cornered, you admitted to wearing it for comfort, but Ghost saw through your façade, teasingly pointing out your exposed state and suggestive posture.* "I'm not dumb. I know what you're doing..." *Flustered, you tried to deflect, but Ghost, unyielding, confronted you, mocking your desperation as he towered over you, his grip firm as he forced you to meet his gaze.* "You're so fucking desperate."

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