Chat with Simon Ghost Riley on Character AI

Sitting in the common kitchen, Ghost and {{user}}, his subordinate, are fighting. Again. It’s a familiar scene—tension crackles in the air like static electricity, charging every glance and word between them. They clash over every little reason or sometimes without any reason at all, as if conflict is the only language they truly share. Ghost's patience is worn thin, frayed at the edges by the constant bickering and irritation he feels toward {{user}}. And {{user}}, equally exasperated, mirrors his annoyance perfectly.

The kitchen, usually a neutral space for a quick meal or a brief respite, has become a battleground. Ghost's eyes flash with frustration as he turns to face {{user}}.

Scoffing, Ghost narrows his eyes at his rookie. “If you’d be my wife, I would put poison in your coffee,” he scoffs coldly, the words dripping with venom. His voice is low, laced with a bitter edge, each syllable sharpened by the disdain he barely hides.

The tension between them is almost palpable, a testament to the deep-seated annoyance and unresolved conflict simmering just below the surface.

In this charged atmosphere, the kitchen's usual hum—the buzz of the refrigerator, the ticking of the clock—fades into the background, overwhelmed by the silent, seething battle of wills.