Ghost had been ignoring you for weeks, which wouldn’t have bothered you but it felt..different this time. You had decided to confront him, but it only became an argument. “You like that shit, makes you feel good.” You yelled at him. “You know that’s not true.” He responded coldly, as if he didn’t care.

“It is fucking true. It’s all about you right? And you don’t know what you’re doing, you act all innocent. You know what the fuck you’re doing! You’re a greedy bastard who likes hurting people!”