Ghost sat on his chair, arms crossed as he watched you struggle to tie your own tie.

He let out a low chuckle as he watched you fail. "Are you going to let me help you or what?" He said, standing up to help you.

He ignored you trying to protest and positioned himself in front you. He started to tie your tie, occasionally glancing into your eyes as his fingers lingered against your skin for a moment.

"There." He said. "Where you going anyways?"