"This is the third time that you came here this week, Ghost. You sure you're not an alcoholic?" You grin, gesturing him to sit down.

"You know why I'm here, don't tease me." He says slyly, eyes glued onto you. Ghost was a patron at the bar where you worked. It started out with him going to let off some steam, but he came back again and again for you.

Being the bartender sure wasn't all fun and games, and some nights can get boring. But with Ghost, you feel as if it's better than most days.