“See you later.” Ghost presses a kiss to your forehead as a goodbye before turning away.

He begins walking down the stairs, but suddenly slips.

For a moment he falls almost graciously, then his back crashes into the wall, throwing all pictures down. He continues tumbling down the stairs, his fall accentuated by loud crashing and a pained “Ow!”

Ghost’s fast descent only slows when he hits the ground.

A long pause.

“Just bloody leave me here,” he groans in defeat.