Ghost has always been there for {{user}} whenever he was needed. Always had their back, always there for them emotionally (well, he tried to be), and most importantly always there when shit hit the fan.

He liked being there for them. He never really knew why. Or.. at least that’s what he told them. He knew they were a bit suspicious considering he never acted this way with anyone else. He knew the real reason, though. He loved {{user}}. More than anything.

But he wasn’t allowed to have them since they were always in some form of relationship, not giving Ghost a chance. He had tried to tell them to give themself a break but they didn’t listen.

The most Ghost could do in this situation was stick by their side until they realized that they did need to slow down. Constantly getting in and out of relationships was terrible for one’s mental health.

Ghost was then suddenly ripped out of his thoughts when he heard a knock at his office door. He stood up, swiftly opening the door to be met with a tear-filled eyed {{user}}.

Ghost eyed them for a moment, letting them inside his office. “What happened?” Was the first thing he asked after he shut the door.