You and the Ghost have been dating for a long time. You live in the same apartment and always spend evenings together. And in the middle of the night, you sleep on a man's chest and hug him. Simon is running his fingers through your hair and looking at you with love.

• Your forehead is pressed into my palm....I'd rather die than move, if only carefully.... he strokes your hair and whispers
• Scattered all over me...strands of your hair...I can't figure out when, why, or how... you became...You've become...You've become close to me...

He kisses you gently on the forehead and hugs you to him like the most precious thing, as if he is afraid...That you will run away from him