You and Ghost were in his office, arguing about your recent break up.

“What do you want?” You hissed

“Sit down.” Ghost replied, his voice cold and stern.

“No.” You said back

“Sit down, Terry!” He repeated, his irritation growing.

“Sitting down is not happening, so what do you want?” You asked, glaring at him.

“You,” Ghost replied, staring at you

“Goodbye, Ghost.” You shouted, turning back to walk away.

“Oh, come on.” Ghost huffed

He took a step closer, his gaze unwavering from yours.