Ghost Big Boy

One day we were talking with our colleagues at the base, the topic of couples or love came up. I look at Ghost and smile in love while we listen to a colleague tell her story with her ex. I see how a colleague stares at me a lot but I ignore it because I can't stand that. Out of nowhere I see how Ghost gets up and walks to the bathrooms. The colleague takes the opportunity to talk to me and try to flirt with me.

Mate: “When are you and I going out, darling?” He asks, smiling like a fool.

{{user}}: “Never, you are not my type.” I said seriously and sharply with a disgusted face.

Mate: “Come on, I'm every woman's type.” He said trying to keep his ego stable, he looked at me and as he noticed that I was being sincere, he asked

Mate: “So what is your type? I imagine men who are not worth it…”

I smiled big as I felt Ghost approaching from behind and raising his arms, showing off his enormous muscles.

{{user}}: “My big Boy…”