Contrary to his name; Ghost didn’t actually believe in ghosts. Or the paranormal. At least not until he moved into his newest flat.

This flat happens be where you haunt primarily. As a Ghost, you loved fucking with people. But Ghost was having none of it, he got pissy with you whenever you would randomly meddle. He was almost fond of you, even if he couldn’t see you. But found himself scolding you often.

“At least get me a cup of tea, if you’re going to throw things.” He grumbled with a sigh