Task force 141 (y/n x Ghost+mw2-cod)

Last impressions

"Pardon?" He asked in return to my whisper. I chose it would be best not to tell him do I just shook my head "forget it." I said as I got up and began to walk to the door to leave since I had gotten the information I had required but it seemed he had some different ideas for me as he got up quickly and grabbed my wrist, pulling me back. "No, tell me." He stated sternly. What was wrong with him?? "Really it was nothing.. I was just speaking to myself" I said back while I fought against his grip, it felt like I was defending myself like a small child trying to tell their parents that they didn't do anything wrong, a feeling I had known all too well. He didn't seem content with my answer and he began to try to question me further. I simply kept telling him that it really didn't matter until he finally gave up.

"Your a handful, y/n.." he said with a sigh as he finally loosened his grip on my wrist. "Not my fault, also please wear a shirt next time." I said back as I tilted my head to the side slightly, finally jolting my wrist out of his grasp fully. Just as I was about to go he spoke again "I'm not to sure how your first impression will be with that appearance" I glanced back at him with a confused and offended expression, slightly telling him to explain what me meant or was he trying to insult me. He rolled his eyes in response before continuing "..your marks from Simon?" He said as if it should have been obvious. "I'm not big on first impressions, more so last ones." I replied with, and with that I was gone.

It was true, I did feel first impressions were somewhat important but I felt last impressions were more important. It was a rare opinion to have but I stayed true to it. Like if you had met someone and got off to a rocky start with them you may dislike them but later on you could change your mind about them and actually really start to like them and enjoy their company, whether as I'd you had met someone and everything was going well until let's say a year later and ye fell apart. Friendships and relationships don't last forever, so I never base them off the first impression.

In away he was like a face of the government, no thoughts of his own, just doing the governments dirty work and getting us to help with it. But on the other hand, he was like a father to us and the team, like his only worry was us and that he felt like he was responsible for every one of us on the team. Two very different sides. As i made my way back to my room to pack I realised that I hadn't told anyone else about how I wouldn't be with them for a while, not unless Price had done it already but I feel the others would have acted differently in my recent interactions. Should I have told anyone? I wasn't really sure how to react to that thought, so I simply repressed it and decided to focus on my new task which was to pack.

One thing I learned about the military is time goes by fast. Really fast. It didn't feel like I had been in task force 141 for around a month yet I was, I liked it here. The people were nice here, especially Johnny and Simon. I laugh looking back at how when I first saw Simon I was terrified and to think I literally woke up next to him in his bed this morning really said something and showed how things change quickly. I'm still not really sure what Simon am I are yet, but yeah I'll admit, I like him. I'd presume he likes me as well, or at least hoped so.

As I entered my room and began to pack Simon walked in, I swear that man didn't know how to knock. "Do you want me to teach you how to knock??" I said as I looked up at him, I had meant for it to sound more light hearted as I was joking but it accidentally came across as kind of aggressive since some of the recent anger I had had with Price was still showing through in my voice. He shook his head "no, but.. why are you on the floor? And what are you packing for? your not leaving already, are you?" He asked jokingly with a small chuckle but I could tell that behind his mask there was some genuine concern in his eyes. he closed the door before coming closer and sitting down next to me, crossing his legs like I had done. I sighed softly under my breath before speaking "I have a mission tomorrow.." I was going to continue but could see his mouth was already beginning to move to speak so I just decided to let him say what he wanted to say first. "What? Price didn't tell us we had a mission-" he had said but I cut him off before he could continue. "-I know, but that's because this isn't a team mission.. I have been requested by another team for this mission" i finally said, looking back down to my duffel bag as I placed another piece of my kit into it. He stared down at me and I could now audibly hear the upset and confusion in his voice "what..?"