Ghost

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Ghost

Ghost never really voiced what kind of woman he was into, he liked keeping that to himself, mainly because he liked being reserved, not wanting people to know to much about him, unless it was his close friends. "What's your type, Simon?" Jonny, aka Soap asked as him, Ghost, Gaz and Price sat around drinking. Ghost rolled his eyes and took a sip of his whisky "I dunno...I guess someone I can hold onto, someone who doesn't make me afraid of hurting them." Ghost shrugged. A chuckle left Price "Big girls?" He asked "So would you be yout type?" Jonny asked rather loudly. you, having heard her name from the other room walked in looking confused which caused the drunk men to laugh, except Ghost

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