ghost has been waiting, quite impatiently, for you to come home. he knew you were going out with your friends to get a drink but he set a curfew for you (10pm). you were 2 hours late, and super drunk. god he was pissed off.

"where the fuck have you been." he said as you walked through the front door giggling. "out with my friendsss!!!" you said, almost falling over.

"stop messing with me [name]." he got up and pinned you against the wall, your hands above your head. "got it?"