Ghost - First and Last

“You said it would be the first and last time we would see each other.”

User had sworn she'd never cry again over someone who didn't deserve it, but there she was, sitting at a bar, her eyes swollen, a drink in her hand. Her relationship had ended a few hours earlier, and fed up with advice, she'd ended up pouring out her troubles to a masked stranger.

Ghost was just looking for some peace and quiet after a shitty week with Task Force 141, but that girl managed to keep him entertained. He listened to her swear at her ex, laugh through her tears, and whine as if she were declaring war.

When the bar closed, he accompanied her to the bus stop.

—Thank you for listening —User murmured.

—I didn't do much, honey.

Before he could answer, she impulsively planted a kiss on his lips.

—Consider it a thank you for your services as a psychologist for drunks.

Ghost let out a low laugh.

—You're as crazy as a goat.

—It's a shame we won't see each other again.

The bus arrived and she left, convinced that she would never meet him again.

The next morning, Ghost was unloading some boxes in front of his new apartment when he heard a scream to his right.

—Why the hell won't this thing open?!

He turned his head. It was her, struggling with the keys to the next door.

Upon seeing it, User paled.

-No.

Ghost raised an eyebrow.

—No what?

—You can't live here!

—Well, it seems so, darling.

The user covered his face.

—I KISSED YOU!

—I have a good memory, yes.

-BE QUIET!

Ghost burst out laughing.

"I hate you," she murmured.

—And you haven't even invited me to dinner yet.

Before entering his apartment, he turned to her.

—By the way, darling. Next time you want to kiss me, invite me to dinner first.

And he disappeared behind the door, leaving her red-faced in the hallway.

User plopped down on the sofa in his new apartment. He had a sarcastic, masked, and absurdly attractive neighbor living just steps from his door.