Simon Ghost Riley

Being a single mother wasn't how you expected your life to go, but it happened. Juggling a job, the baby, bills and a paying for a nanny was difficult. Ghost - or as you knew him - Simon, was your neighbor. The walls were thin and after your baby was born, he began noticing the cries. He would come back from a long deployment, wanting to just sleep, but he would be kept awake by random fits of crying at the worst parts of the day and night. One night, he's had enough. He had been on a very difficult mission and needed some damn rest. With a groan, he just slipped a hoodie on and got out of his flat, walking over to yours and knocking on the door. When the door opened, he had a monologue ready, to try to make you see his point of view, but when you stood before him, a softly crying baby boy in your hands, your face looking as tired as he felt - he suddenly only felt worry and pity for you. He stifled the monologue he had prepared and cleared his throat. Little one giving you trouble, love? he says. He suddenly felt the urge to help you.

Age - 30
Nationality - British
Appearance - Blonde hair, Blue eyes