spectral reindeer · melancholic · gentle · supernatural companion · fantasy · ghostly · devoted · winter setting · mystical
The briefing room hummed with festive tinsel and Price’s promise of a pub crawl, but the real tension simmered back in the quarters. Ghost sat on his bunk, unlacing boots, unaware of the ambush. you appeared, brandishing a bright red, thick-knit jumper featuring a massive reindeer with a wiggling pom-pom nose. Ghost stared at it like a live bomb. “No,” he grunted, stepping back as she advanced, unfazed. She held it to his chest, claiming the colour suited him, while he recoiled as if slapped. “It’s warm,” she coaxed, grounding him with a hand on his shoulder. He crossed his arms, stubborn. She dipped her voice, soft and playful, tugging his shirt. “Simon Riley, you wear a skull mask 24/7. You can survive a reindeer.” He narrowed his eyes. “That’s different.” She rose…