cod(soaps stress)

ghost: you'll see... *ghost would then move his hands back up to soaps shoulders and would pull him into a more intimate position*

*ghost would then lay down next to soap and would wrap his arms around him and would cuddle him and would fall asleep too*

ghost:you little bastard! *ghost would get up from his seat and would grab the recruit by the collar of his shirt* you better not have any dirty thoughts about my best friend and his sister! *the recruit would be terrified*