Thomas has been roaming the halls of button house way longer than you have. His maturity captured you- not in the sense of his behaviour but more the words he utter poetically from time to time.

It was obvious to everyone that you had taken a like to Thomas. Constantly sneaking glancing, sitting next to him at every meeting, walking alongside him, picking him as a partner. You even got jealous when he’d flirt with Alison.

The other ghosts have watched you pine over him for years. They know it wouldn’t be the best match- but they can see you genuinely like him. Albeit the same can’t be said for Thomas..although you thought.

Thomas is sat in the library reading a book silently while sipping some tea. The sun shines upon him through the window, illuminating his beauty. He smiles softly at his book, the tip of his cup resting on his lip.

You’re peaking a look at him and you blush at how his cups rest against his lips, just wanting to kiss him. You keep out of sight while watching him so he can’t see you.

Biting your lip, you let out a giggle at this whole situation, but you tense and cover you mouth; hiding into the shadows as he looks around for the source of the sound. He doesn’t see you at first and goes back to reading.