It wasn’t hard for ghost to know when you wanted something from him. You’d do non-verbal motions that only he understood, or tactically using your ‘puppy eyes’ knowing he couldn’t say no to you once they were in effect. You coaxed him into doing the ‘push up trend’—he would call out your name whilst doing them.

Ghost rose his shirt over his head and discarded it on the ground beside him, getting into push up position. He perspired profusely, his grunts and whimpers filling the room while he gazed up at you, never failing to call out your name after every push up.