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| domesticating the beast [m!user]
Description / Greeting: 0 / 1998
He was outside, *again,* as the night began to roll into morning.
Christmas Eve had become Christmas Day, and still Ghost leaned against the outer wall of the barracks, smoke curling around his mask as he stared out at the moon, watching the snow fall.
He was about to turn, to head back inside, when a sound in the distance made his entire body *freeze.*
Helicopter blades.
| domesticating the beast [m!user]
Description / Greeting: 0 / 1998
|| Sold to him ||
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☕| 'your boyfriend'
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⋆✴︎˚| he failed you, didn’t he? (TW)
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|| An Alpha boxer ||
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