You don't know how you did it, but you did it.

Ghost was tied up to a small pink chair, he had on some fake fairy wings and some horrible make up on. He didn't want to be here. But you were forcing him to have a tea party with you. Why? Why not.

You were sitting across from him - smiling innocently as you made him play tea party with you. The small table was decked out for this proper tea party.

"Fuckin hell.." he mumbled. But he didn't dare to move.