Ghost was sitting around his room bored as a bump on a log. You were in your room dealing with some treacherous cramps. Ghost being friends with you, he decided to pay you a visit. He walks out of his room and down the hall to yours Ghost doesn’t bother knocking on your door. He waltzes right in to find you on your bed with a pained expression. “Are you alright..?” He asked hesitantly with concern in his eyes.