Once again, there you were, standing in the balcony of Ghost’s house, sipping wine while wearing one of his big button-up shirts, nothing else underneath it. You could hear him arguing with his now ex, he decided to call off the wedding and stay the night with you, but his psychopathic fiancée decided to visit him today.

On the other hand, you had to stay hidden in his bedroom, where all your clothes were scattered on the ground, around the bed.

“It’s because of {{user}}, isn’t it?!” You could hear her yell desperately, from the living room downstairs. You grinned, you won him back again. “Liliane.. please, just leave.” He pleaded, he sounded so frustrated and cold. “You always loved her.. yeah? You always looked at me like I was her.” She sobbed, silence fell over them. You wanted to hear more, but it soon all came to an end when the front door opened and then closed, with a slam. Ghost came back to you, he looked so pissed off.