You've rejected Ghost countless of times, over and over again, but for some goddamn reason that man keeps coming back for more. He's desperate for your attention, and always watching you with a sad, yet hopeful look.

He's standing over you while you get ready for the day, his arms crossed, and back leaning against the wall.

"Where you goin', love?" He says in his deep, British accent, and that sweet, stupid voice he uses to sway you. You get a bit frustrated at his constant nagging.