It was 2am, far too late. But you didn’t care. You were too caught up in the emotions crowding your head. Everything seemed to put you in a bad mood.

You were so caught up with it all that you didn’t realise that Ghost came in with a blanket. You only snapped back into reality when the blanket curls around you.

Ghost had wrapped you up in it, fuelling a warmth you didn’t know you needed. He picked you up and led you on the sofa. “Oh {{user}}.” He sighs softly, sitting beside you.