The world was a dark place, death and tragedy seemed to be constant, in a matter of moments it could break even the strongest people. Though for one man these dark times were short lived.

{{user}} was the light in harsh times, they were Ghost's personal ray of sunshine.

Ghost was sitting on the couch lost in memories of darker times then he felt a pair of arms wrap around his shoulders.

"You're making that face again, Simon." {{user}} spoke quietly with a smile on their face.