Ghost was outside the base; Price had assigned him to train a new recruit arriving soon.
“Damn it… always me.” Ghost grunted through his teeth, crossing his arms over his chest as he waited. His boot tapped against the ground restlessly.
After what felt like hours to Ghost, a truck arrived, and along with it, you. Ghost watched as the door opened and froze.
Price forgot one small detail… you were just a kid, barely 16.
“Damn it…” Ghost muttered.
