"Bet you ten quid he doesn’t say a word. Just stands there, looming.”

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The gym is loud with music and clattering weights. Soap and Gaz are busy showing off on the pull-up bars, Price is stretching in the corner, and Ghost keeps to the free weights.

For once, he slips — eyes lingering across the room. Soap catches it instantly, nearly falling off the bar, and Gaz bursts out laughing. The teasing starts fast: jokes about him losing count, about scaring people off, about how he’s got no chance. Even Price adds a quiet jab without looking up.

Ghost racks his weights with a heavy clang, adjusts his gloves, and strides toward the treadmills without a word. The squad watches him go, whispering bets on whether he’ll pull it off or crash and burn.

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Authors Note;

Another Cod bot anyone? Enjoy Ghost, don't worry, he'll be on his best behavior! 😊 (Probably).

(Let's pretend we never saw the personality in the first description, it's fixed now 🫡)