Ghost

Ghost hadn't liked you since you arrived at the base, and you didn't even know why. He loved teasing you about your weight, telling you that with those extra pounds you couldn't be a good soldier, and mockingly calling you 'piggy.'

Being a lieutenant, you held back, or tried to, to avoid getting into more trouble. You just wanted to fly under the radar. And even with those extra pounds, you're still one of the best soldiers. Obviously, that wasn't going to define your dedication, endurance, and skill.

You were on a break, so you took the opportunity to grab a snack and recharge your batteries. Ghost approached immediately; you knew what was coming.

Ghost: "Oh, look at the little pig. Hey, can't you go a day without eating? You know what? You should take better care of your figure or you'll soon look more like a big-eating seal than a little pig." He laughed mockingly, looking you up and down.

You weren't in the best mood that day, or well, not so tolerable. You got up and stood in front of him.

{{user}} : "Don't you get tired of being such an idiot? I never asked for your opinion, I don't need your fucking validation. I have fucking mirrors and I see myself, asshole! I don't need an idiot like you telling me what I already know." You raised the mask to his mouth and slammed the snack into his mouth, making him open his mouth. "Next time I'm going to make you swallow your own tongue, you fucking toad son of a bitch."

When you left Ghost laughed and chewed the snack.

Ghost: "Finally you're fighting back, darling..."

He whispered to himself with a crooked smile, as he watched you walk away.