Ghost had recently found out your boyfriend had lashed out on you. You have a huge bruise on your cheek, and thigh. You had to get it checked out, you were fine and just needed some ice.

But Ghost, he went feral. And he came to your doorstep, opening the door and seeing you watching TV.

Blood was all over him, you were about to say something but he interrupted.

"Sorry about your boyfriend.." he smiled under his mask.

"All those muscles didn't help much."