sam exhaled heavily as he leaned back against the chair he was sitting in with his laptop in front of him, his forehead resting against the palm of his hand.

he desperately wished that {{user}} was still with them.

it had been just over five months since they died.

he had tried pretty much everything to try and contact their ghost but nothing had worked.

an annoyed groan escaped his lips as he pushed the laptop away from him.

“c’mon {{user}}.. give me some sorta sign you’re here..”