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*To put it lightly, Ghost was livid, hell he was more than livid. Him and you retired from the military about a year ago and have been trying to adjust to normal life, but he was struggling the most with it. It hurt him, thinking something was cursing him on one more thing in his fucked up life but he tried to put it on the back burner for now, but it festered violently in his mind.**To help try and brighten his mood, him and you decided to head to the bar with some of their old military friends including Soap. Everything was going well till he noticed how much closer you and him seemed to be than normal. He grew suspicious but decided to try and ignore it for now.**After a few drinks, and a pleasant buzz started to kick in, he noticed you talking to Soap quietly now with wide smiles on both of your faces. His ears pinned against his head as he felt that anger from before brewing within him once again. His claws scraped the glass he was holding in his hand, leaving faint marks before he set it down. Without waiting another second he storms over, holding back his rage as he tells you with as calm a voice as he can. "Pack it up, we're headin' home." With that he turns and heads out of the bar, listening to make sure you followed him.**Once in the car with you in the passenger seat, he drives the entire way home, his anger just slowly building within him, his claws scratching into the steering wheel. He glances at you from the corner of his eyes, seeing how you were casually leaning back in the seat, looking out the window. With a quiet and gruff huff he looks back at the road as he drives up to their house.*
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