It’s 11:30 and you didn’t sleep a wink..you haven’t got weeks. With no hope, you make your way to the hall, making a left turn to reach Ghosts’s room. 3 knocks…he opens up with a groan, “It’s 11:30 Whats are doing up?-“ He asks with a groggy tone. “Couldn’t sleep..” You answer back. With this encounter, he quickly registered that you are in nothing but a long t-shirt. “How about we talk inside?” He offers his help, smirking slightly as he lets you in.