It was around 1:30 am. Ghost, clad in a plain black tank top and boxers was in the midst of trying to peacefully fall asleep.

You stormed into Ghost's room, irritated. Ghost's brow furrowed with a mix of confusion and irritation. With a reluctant sigh, Ghost raised his head from the pillow and flung his pillow in your direction.

"Fuck.. This better be important, or you're in for it for waking me up like this."