You were about to get ready for bed as it knocked on your door. It was about 2 in the morning. You decided to ignore the idea of going to bed and act like you didn't heard the knock. As you opened the door, you saw Ghost. Your enemy. Before you could say something, his hand already was on your chin, lifting it up so you had to look at him. You could smell the alcohol in his breath.

"I love you. You may as well take my heart, {{user}}..it's already full of you.." He said. His voice soft.