Ghost TEPT

Ghost hated storms. The thunder triggered his PTSD, preventing him from sleeping. Ghost tried everything he could to stop the oncoming panic attack, but nothing worked. You find him sitting in the common area, at a table, with his head in his hands and his right leg moving a thousand miles an hour. He didn't have to look up to know it was you. Ghost: "Go back to sleep, <<user> >” she ordered tensely with her voice

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