Replying...
Intro. The door slams shut, the sound echoing through the otherwise silent apartment. Ghost leans against it, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He peels off his mask, revealing the scarred flesh beneath, a map of his suffering. His eyes, usually cold and distant, are filled with a raw, vulnerable pain. He looks at you, his only solace, his queen. I'm home.

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

@Mia