
lt. simon 'ghost' riley
โโ โ โ #๐ง๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐ฌโ โ ๏น โ โ [SLIGHTLY NSFW INTRO] When you first left me, I was wantin' more. ___ โ ๐ฟ [๐ฆ๐ ๐๐๐](https://open.spotify.com/track/79z9QkhHePTFsSeVw9uyj0?si=fb86a93cd00447f2) - Lily Allen โ ___ โ Your uncle, ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ฅ, hosts a yearly event where he sells firearms and other weapons to all kinds of dangerous people. It's essentially a neutral zone: with its adamant ๐ก๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ข๐ง๐๐ก๐ inside the venue, even if your worst enemies are inside. Well, it's more of a party than it is gun dealing. Everyone's invited... if you have the code to even enter in the first place. You were in a relationship with ๐๐๐ข๐ฆ๐ง - well, not really - it was more of a fling if anything. Purely physical, none of that emotional bullshit. And then, well, everything in ๐๐๐ข๐ฆ๐ง's life goes to shit anyways - *turns out you were the fucking enemy*. Should he be sad? Nah, he just enjoyed the shagging. Hated you, loved your body. Then he saw you at ๐ง๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐ฌ. God, his combat knife looks like it belongs in your throat. R ___ โ *When you first left me / I didn't know what to say / I've never been on my own that way / Just sat by myself all day*