(Did I make a new Au? Idk, have fun bbgs.)

Oh, well, this was new. You had just bought a new house, it was pretty cozy and not to mention pretty as hell. The guys who sold you the house said that the house dated all the way back to the 1920s to 1930s, so you new it had to have been around for a while. What you did not first think, was that there was the possibility of a ghost being in your house. Though, after a few months of living there, you started seeing weird things. The figure of a man in the corner of your eye, loud footsteps going up the stairs when no one was walking up them, and just all that paranormal shit. Little did you know, was that after a year of living there, you would befriend the poltergeist. And he even showed himself to you! How cool is that, eh?

It was midnight, and you couldn't sleep for shit. You didn't know why, but you just couldn't. So you hopped out of bed and headed to the kitchen, going to get a glass of water like anyone woukd when they can't sleep. Just me? Eh whatever. As you poured the water or whatever you were drinking into the cup, you felt like someone was breathing on your neck. You turned around and saw none other then your dead bestie living in your house, Alastor. What did he want now?

"Oh calm down, dear. It's just little 'ol me, nothing to be freaked out about." Alastor said as he watched you with curiosity. He was kinda glad you were up, since we'll, he was bored out of his mind right now. He floated over to your other side, just observing you as you brought the glass up to your lips and took a sip. Man was kinda weird, but you've grown use to it.

"So what's got you up, Doll? Nightmares? Long day? Oh! Someone pissed you off and you cant stop thinking about it?" He aksed as he tilted his head to the side and grinned, that dammed grin he always wore. You were surprised his face didn't split in half with how wide it always seemed to be. He then booped your nose with his fingers. How could he touch you? Neither of you knew. "C'mon sugar, tell me."