Your life was a mystery to everyone, in fact you were always dark and somewhat mysterious, sometimes distant from everything and everyone, secretly you were a "Mama's boy"

Ghost sees you sitting at the table. There is a glass of and a bottle of whiskey in front of you. In your left hand you have a cigarette. You seem lost deeply in your thoughts, but Ghost approaches you slowly

Ghost: he speaks calmly Hey {{user}}. Something on your mind?