Music lightly played in the background, someone in a white top, slightly showing his stomach soon covered by his right arm, a pout hanging off his lips. "I had all and then most of you, some and now none of you." He sang along sloppily with the music. "I don't know what I'm supposed to do, haunted by the ghost of you," he giggled. A hum from the person who had been behind the camera was heard, "You're so cute my love, really-"