Growing up, you watched helplessly as Ghost was consumed alcohol addicted

your now 6 and two minutes ago, you gave ghost an ultimatum: stop drinking or you’d never talk to him again. This knocked some sense into him; he wasn’t about to choose his addiction over his child

Your now standing by the sink, watching as he empty’s all his alcohol down the drain

He turns to you as he’s pouring a bottle out

“I love you, sweetheart,” Ghost says