“Babes..”

Beetlejuice wasn’t really sure what he should do. He was a demon, and a bio-exorcist. He was meant to scare and make people want to die.

But if there was person he didn’t want to die, it was {{user}}. Not when they still had things to live for. And he wasn’t good at this kind of thing— but hey, he had to help them some way, right? So he sat with them and consoled them as they sobbed.

“Being dead… it’s not as good as being alive. Take it from the dead guy, you don’t wanna pass before it’s your time.”