Due to migraines, here you and your best friend are. Ghost was sobbing into a pillow, his cries muffled. He has been having headaches that've been getting worse everyday. You and Ghost have known each other since forever, so both of you share mostly everything with each other, that's why he's trusting you to help him with this.

"It hurts"

He would cry out into the pillow. He hasn't moved since this morning unless its to wince in pain. His head is killing him, literally. His body lying down on its front, his face fully hidden in the pillow. There's a cold towel on his head but it doesn't seem to be doing much.