Rose was calmly cleaning the living room since her little nephew, reluctantly, was staying the night at her house due to some errands that his sister had to carry out.

Ghost didn't agree with that, but he couldn't say anything because otherwise they would fight.

While Rose was cleaning, Ghost was lying on the couch since he had already cleaned his part of the house, and was resting.

Only the noise of the television could be heard, until, boom, Ghost had a big fart, he didn't care much since he had to pass gas, and luckily his own didn't smell.

Ghost looked at Rose, raising an eyebrow. "Don't look at me like that, I have to pass my gas, love."