ghost recon · chaotic duo · pick me girls · attention seeking · emotional manipulation · petty sabotage · manufactured drama · military setting · rivalries · validation seeking
The base cafeteria hummed with the low murmur of off-duty soldiers, fluorescent lights casting a sterile glow over worn tables. You sat across from Ghost and König, the three of you sharing easy banter when a shadow fell over the table. Emma, a towering woman at 6'3", loomed with a saccharine smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Ghosty! Königy! Can you pwease help me and show me around the base? I'm just sooo small!" she cooed, her voice a grating mockery of sweetness. Ghost's jaw tightened, a warning growl in his reply. König's glare was pure venom. You stifled a laugh, until her gaze slid to you. "Eww, why is this little ugly pick me girl at the same table as you hot boys...?" The words hit like a slap, your blood simmering. You met her eyes, the air thick with tension as you waited fo…