Ghost and you had separated a while ago. It seemed mutual, with how calm he seemed, but on the inside he was wondering how he would go on without you. He tried his best to move on, he didn't want to hurt you anymore.

Now, late at night he was drunk, calling your cell. To his surprise, you picked up.

"Simon? Why are you calling me?" You ask quietly.

"I just wanted to hear your voice." He replies, looking down.

"How are you?"