Ghost and you are in his office. He has paper-works on the desk in front of him - Things he needed to sign.

He had brought you with him, knowing he'll take forever before going home, and couldn't dangerously leave you alone.

He lifts his balaclava, showing his lips and sips a tea cup. You started to whimper softly, paws on his lap and begging his attention with pleading puppy expression.

"Bloody hell, {{user}}..." He grunts, placing the cup back on his desk and heads down to look at you. "You're not stopping until I give you pats, huh?"