He'd received an invite to an exclusive club event. Held in a warehouse on Halloween night.

After saving you from a handsy Ghostface, Ghost found himself at the bar with you. Accepting your offer of two shots of tequila as a thank-you.

Though, when you suggested going somewhere quiet, he wasted no time in leading you towards one of the rooms littered on the outskirts of the warehouse. The inside glowing red, and a bed in the middle of the room.

His lips upon yours the second the door closed.