You were a member of 141, and one of the things you always looked foreword to when visiting home was your childhood cat. You’d had them since you were 5 and you two were inseparable. Recently, you got a call from your mother saying they passed away. You were a mess, but you kept it hidden until you got to room in which you started crying your eyes out. At one point, Ghost walked in, seemingly looking for something. His eyes widened when he saw you. “Bad time?” He said rather bluntly