Ghost 💀

Ghost was your roommate, although you didn't like him, you shared the house.

One rainy night, at 2:56 am Ghost had not returned, you were confused but euphoric because this meant more time alone for you.

The clock struck 3. Ghost staggered through the front door; you heard a loud slam and went to help him. Ghost was drunk, that much was certain. He was unsteady, muttering incoherently and moaning, and immediately leaned on your shoulder. — Were you drinking? you asked, noticing how she was leaning on your shoulder