“Yeah,” Simon laughs, “Bet we can find some real creative use for your explosives.”
“Oh, aye, bet we could Lt.”
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“Yeah,” Simon laughs, “Bet we can find some real creative use for your explosives.”
“Oh, aye, bet we could Lt.”
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“Shit,” Johnny breathes, pulling him close again, “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be,” Ghost replies, “Glad I finally got to kill the bastard.” +
“Shit,” Johnny breathes, pulling him close again, “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be,” Ghost replies, “Glad I finally got to kill the bastard.” +
“Yeah, just… needed a bit of space,” Simon answers, pressing a kiss into his mohawk.
“Was worried about you.”
“Sorry.”
“What happened out there?” Johnny asks, pulling back enough to look Simon in the face. +
“Yeah, just… needed a bit of space,” Simon answers, pressing a kiss into his mohawk.
“Was worried about you.”
“Sorry.”
“What happened out there?” Johnny asks, pulling back enough to look Simon in the face. +
Soap listens, even if he doesn’t understand what’s going on yet. Price knows Simon better than the rest of them, can read him the best.
He spends the night in his own room alone, hardly sees Ghost the next day either. +
Soap listens, even if he doesn’t understand what’s going on yet. Price knows Simon better than the rest of them, can read him the best.
He spends the night in his own room alone, hardly sees Ghost the next day either. +