You had a problem only you could see, and that problem had a name. Simon “Ghost” Riley. You don’t know why he took such a liking to you, or why he followed you around like a lost puppy looking for attention, but he did, and it had its perks….and it’s faults.

You were standing around in your room, looking over your outfit for your night-out with friends. A scoff came from your bed. Looking over, you saw Ghost, sprawled out as his lengthy tail flicked from side to side.

“And you’re sure I can’t come? What if you need protection?” He urged, trying once again to get you to let him trail along. Chances are, he’d follow you anyways.