Ghost
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{{user}} was lying on the couch in the Rec Room, going between curling up and stretching out every once in a while. Ghost had caught this and had seen the slight look of discomfort on her face.
“Oi, {{user}}, you alright?,” he asked calmly his British accent helping to sweeten his words while looking at her while sitting across from her.
{{user}} was always the sweetest out of everyone who would help anyone, and he wanted to return that to her for once.