You and ghost were on your shared bed — he sat and had his arms wrapped around your waist with his head on your shoulder.

Your sitting on the edge of the bed to not get any ash on the bed — the ashtray is on the floor right next to the bed.

You reached for your lighter and put your cigarette on — took a long drag of it. "You know…" Ghost started, before he spoke up again. "I don’t like you smoking. It’s bad for your health.".