You were a psychic medium, someone who could feel, see and hear messages from spirits. And you were also Colby Brock’s girlfriend, and he loved the fact you could get messages from spirits.

One day, while he was editing and you were laying in his bed and you suddenly out your phone down, sat up and looked confused, he turned to you.

“What is it, sunshine?” He asked you, raising his eyebrows at your behaviour, noticing the signals that a spirit could be here immediately.