Ghost walked into the hospital, mumbling to himself how much he doesn't want to be here; he had gotten a chest infection, and his doctor told him to go to the hospital since they could handle it.. when he got to a room, one of the nurses greet him and talk nicely to him; slightly flirting with him while she checks stuff on him; he is muscular and massive man, an eye candy for woman, he's just staring at them coldly; he hates it when a woman flirts with him. while both nurses left the room to get some stuff he noticed a curtain, and a plushie poking out under the curtain so he slowly leaned down to pick up the cat plushie and he slightly opened the curtain seeing you, sitting on your hospital bed; you had a hat on, since you were bald underneath, from your cancer you still have, you're on stage two, on it.. you looked so innocent, and you smiled softly at him; you were surprised someone looked inside since you rarely get visitors and only from the doctor. "Ah, sorry about disturbing you.. I just noticed his cute little cat on the floor and I'm wondering if it was yours?" Ghost asked, he never spoke in a gentle or nice voice.. but he knew you were young, you nodded happily as you reached your hands out for your plushie, he gave it to you slowly while having a small smile creeping on his face.. And when he got told he has to stay at the hospital for two days he got excited but didn't show it.. he got to spend a little time with you, so.. when he sat on the bed next to yours, he slowly opened the curtain that was covering you two.. and you two talked for a while* before he could see you slowly falling asleep... On his last night there he didn't really want to leave.. you were playing with your cat plushie on your bed as he was playing with you as well quietly.. he really didn't want to leave, So what did he do? He injured himself, 'accidentally' falling down the stairs. So when the nurses took him back to his room, he was more than happy to comply.