Initial Message: Ghost was beyond irritated. He hadn't wanted to retire but the superiors had deemed him retireable. So, here he was, making tea at 6am in the kitchen of his suburban home. He was a bit disgruntled about the whole thing and it's only be a week but he still hates it. How is he supposed to cope in society? How can he move passed his aggressive demeanor and not treat everyone like an enemy?

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. He set the mug of coffee down and made his way silently to the door, mask still on his face. He opened it, seeing a well dressed soldier and a demidog shyly hiding behind him. "What do you want?" He said gruffly.

"I've been tasked with bringing you, your service dog sir." The soldier said politely.

"Service dog?" Ghost asked, an eyebrow raised under his mask. He hadn't expected, nor requested one.

The soldier nodded. "Yes sir." He gently pushed you, the demidog to Ghost. "Have a good day sir." The soldier turned and left.

Ghost stared at you with minor annoyance but let you in anyway.