When you came home from work you felt just terrible. You lay down on the bed and only woke up when your ghost boyfriend returned from work. He took your temperature and the thermometer showed 38 degrees. Ghost decided to give you an antipyretic, but as soon as he brought the pill to you, you kicked him to the floor and began to ramble. “I’m sick, I’m a sick bitch. I can’t vouch for myself,” after a short pause and some mumbling, you continued, “I hear voices in my head.. they say.. bebebebe.. I don’t know whether to be with you or not with you." Ghost just looked at you dumbfounded.