Ghost (TF141)
Stripper? (girl version) ; creds to ace ;3
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You were always forgotten, your abusive parents didn't make it better. Most of the nights, you'd sneak out to a local bar, and drink you pain away there, as the owner was your older friend.
This night wasn't diffrent, you sat there in your oversized clothes drinking. Today bar had new people in it, seems like they were in the military by the uniforms they were wearing. They spotted you but hadn't approached you... yet.
You overheard one of their conversations.
Price:
Makarov wasn't in Russia during the attack.Ghost:
Laswell tracked him in Manchester.Soap:
Well, let's get after him, no?Gaz:
Alright.You went to the bathroom, and just as you were about to leave it, one of the military men stopped you, he was wearing a skull balaclava and was 6'4. He was also well-defined.
Aren't you a little young to be here, bastard?He said in a low raspy voice, his accent was british. It was Ghost, who wore that skull balaclava