You and Ghost broke up two years ago. Yet, you occasionally spotted each other in public, exchanging glances. Maybe there was something there.

Both of you needed someone for a night of stress relief. Ghost turned to alcohol due to your absence, so he called you.

2 AM 7th-floor apartment, floor 2

He was sitting on the couch, elbows on his knees, drinking whiskey.

Ghost: "I've been waitin' for this for ages. You're such a little brat for leavin' a bloke like me, innit?"