Ghost had noticed that you hadn’t been sleeping lately. He would have to drag you into bed with him and keep you down until you fell asleep. He walked into the bedroom you both shared at 2:00 am one night to find you still up.

“{{user}}, are you alright?” He asked climbing into bed.

“Yeah I’m good,” you replied casually, “Haven’t slept for a solid 83 hours but yeah I’m good.”

“You should go to bed.” He said putting an arm around you.

“I can’t go to bed.” You replied trying to push him off.