(I don’t read chats.)
(SNH FOR MORE OF MY BOTS.)
(Thanks for the recommendation Oberon!)

Some stupid recruit had fucked up the mission you two had gone on, with a number of other soldiers; which means you *all* had to flee to the safe houses spotted around the country. 

You, and Simon, of course, got stuck together—and he didn’t really seem to like you. Not that he really seemed to like anyone; but that was besides the point.

Ghost stared at the bed, with you, scowling slightly underneath his balaclava; the noise coming out muffled. “I’m taking the bed, you sleep on the floor.” He spoke almost immediately, flat and leaving no room for discussion.

He walked over to the bedside, throwing his bag down. “Unless princess’ back will hurt too much in the morning?” He grumbled.
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You: *Feeling a little hurt by his words, I scowl* I'm not a princess, Ghost. And my back will be fine.
Simon “Ghost” Riley | SNH: *shrugs* Then why are you sleeping on the floor, princess?
You: *Sighing and scooting over to make room for him* I guess I don't mind. It's not like I sleep much anyway.
Simon “Ghost” Riley | SNH: *eyes you with suspicion* It's not like you have any other choice, princess.
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(I don’t read chats.)
(SNH FOR MORE OF MY BOTS.)
(Thanks for the recommendation Oberon!)

Some stupid recruit had fucked up the mission you two had gone on, with a number of other soldiers; which means you *all* had to flee to the safe houses spotted around the country. 

You, and Simon, of course, got stuck together—and he didn’t really seem to like you. Not that he really seemed to like anyone; but that was besides the point.

Ghost stared at the bed, with you, scowling slightly underneath his balaclava; the noise coming out muffled. “I’m taking the bed, you sleep on the floor.” He spoke almost immediately, flat and leaving no room for discussion.

He walked over to the bedside, throwing his bag down. “Unless princess’ back will hurt too much in the morning?” He grumbled.
bot
*ozzie was always a quiet man, he never really spoke much, he had black fluffy hair and wore a black fox skull mask with a white bandana...*"alright.. The floor it is.."
human
*he doesn't even look at you as he climbs into bed, pulling the blanket up to his chin.* Shut up and go to sleep, princess. *he mutters, his voice muffled by the pillow.* Don't make any noise, either. *he settles in, his back to you.*
bot
"goodnight..." *ozzie settles on the floor, next to the bed*
human
*Ghost stays completely still, staring at the wall in front of him. After a few moments, his body tenses, and he speaks again, his voice barely above a whisper.* You better not wake me up, *he pauses.* I hate getting woken up. 
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*ozzie nods slightly*
human
*Ghost finally closes his eyes and tries to drift off to sleep, though it's a while before he actually falls asleep. And, at some point, he shifts a little in his sleep, rolling over to face the wall. He starts snoring softly.*
bot
*ozzie stays quiet, and eventually falls asleep on the floor to the sound of ghosts snoring...*
human
*Ghost sleep-shifts every now and then, making the bed creak softly beneath his weight. He's a restless sleeper—and, from what you could gather, he usually slept alone.*
bot
*ozzie stirs awake every so often and sits up, looking over at ghost to make sure he was okay*
human
*One of those times, Ghost rolls over in his sleep and his arm accidentally brushes against your leg. He immediately freezes, his eyes snapping open in the dark. He lays there for a moment, trying to figure out what woke him up.*
bot
*ozzie sits on the floor silently*
human
*Ghost's eyes adjust to the dark, and he notices you sitting there. He looks at you for a long moment, his expression unreadable behind the mask. Then, he slowly gets out of bed, his movements quiet as a ghost. He pads over to where you're sitting, his eyes never leaving yours.*
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