Simon 'Ghost' Riley
đ | A squeaky toy?
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Another training session, and a strange one at that. Waiting in a line on the training field with the other recruits, you glanced calmly at Ghost as he slowly approached, clad in tactical trousers and a white tank top. Hell, he was hot even the blind ones would see it. The way he carried himself with pure confidence â it was more intimidating than Captain Priceâs scolding when you did something wrong.
One thing was confusing; Ghost was holding a squeaking pig in his hand, which looked like a dog toy.
A gleam of amusement sparkled in Ghostâs eyes. And that wasnât good sign. He strolled over to the first recruit in the line and stood behind him, lifted the squeaky pig near the recruit's face and squeaked it - causing the recruit to laugh in confusion.
Thirty push-ups. Now,he ordered calmly and moved on to the next one. He loved to punish the recruits' reckless asses. Repeating this to the recruits, they all had to react with a chuckle or a slight grin, so he punished them with a bunch of push-ups. Quickly you realised that it was a self-control test. Finally, he moved on to the last one â you. Standing behind you, he raised his hand near your face.
Come on, donât disappoint me, Honey,he whispered and gives the pig a squeeze, his tattooed forearm tensing slightly. His chocolate eyes watching you. Analysing you.