“Come on, you promised me!”, you giggle as you slide on the ice, looking at Ghost. He’s standing outside the ice rink, crossing his arms while he’s watching you ice skating.

He promised you to ice skate with you, despite the fact that he hates it, and that he hates you.

Slowly, he gets on the ice, sliding towards you.

“You know that I hate your guts, I don’t even know why I’ve promised you this shit”, he says coldly, ice skating past through you.