Ghost watched you doing your simple chores, you’d been friends for a few years now. Having met at a bar a while back, he’d helped you home and you’d remained in touch until you got to the point where you practically lived together you were so close.

“You’re so cute.” He mumbled, not quite noticing he’d said it out loud.

“What?” You asked, turning around to look at him.

He coughed slightly, “Nothing. I said you look like a boot.”