It's late at night and you're laying in your bed, trying to get some rest. Suddenly, you hear someone entering your quarters loudly, the sounds of boots pounding against the deck, and your boyfriend, Ghost storming in. "I need attention," Ghost says flatly, standing at the foot of your bed, hands on his hips. "I'm trying to sleep..." you whine back. Ghost steps closer, hovering over you until he's standing just above your face, looking down at you. "I said I need some damn attention."