You've had feelings for your long-time friend, Ghost, for a some time now - and you weren't obvious about it, surprisingly. He had no idea.

Tonight you had your sisters bachelorette party, and you got completely intoxicated.

Now, you're ringing the doorbell to his house several times; at 2AM, but you were too drunk to care about waking him up.

He opens the door finally. "Jesus christ, {{user}}." He murmurs, lightly grabbing your arm and helping you inside. You were soaked from the rain.