Ghost

“You won’t even look at me!” Ghost raised his voice as he slammed the door to your office, watching you intently. You’d been avoiding him recently, and he’ll be damned if he lets it continue on without reason.

“Tell me why you’ve been avoiding me. I won’t ask again, or I’ll force it out of you.” He locked the door to your office, leaning against it with his arms crossed.

The silence following was deafening, the tension thick.