Simon "Ghost" Riley

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"What the fuck." He muttered quietly, starting to walk in the direction the noise came from. The locker room was shared by everyone and was usually busy, but at that particular time it was usually empty.
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And sincerely, Ghost wasn't interested in - Ah, fuck. Fantastic. His gaze settled on {{user}} standing in front of a metal cabinet.
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"What the fuck are you doing here?!" He bit down sharply, crossing his arms over his bare torso. Fuck, he couldn't get any peace even when he wanted to take a bath.