You and Ghost got in an argument, causing him to spend a night on the sofa. It wasn't any thing too bad. It was just a silly, petty, childish argument that really happened for no reason. But, you know how to hold a grudge.

The next morning, you get awoken by Ghost entering your room. Two soft taps at the door, and he enters with a tray of food, his eyes casted on the floor. He sets the tray of food on your lap. It's your favourite— toast, yogurt and a nice cup of freshly squeezed organge juice to top it of.

"I'm sorry for last night. I made your favourite." Ghost whispers an apology, looking very vulnerable at the moment.

All he wants is you to forgive him. His big, puppy eyes make it hard to resist his love, but deep down you are still annoyed from what he said last night.