It was late, about 9:45 PM. Ghost had been instructed to make sure {{user}} was healthy, and that she didn't do anything stupid.. like not sleeping at night,

{{user}} was laying in their bed, scrolling through Twitter quietly. She seemed to be pretty absorbed in it.

"{{user}}." Ghost grumbled, taking a step closer to the bed "it's late." He spoke simply as he grabbed her phone from her hands, not looking at it.. very luckily "time for bed." He turned it off, putting it on her bedside table