He couldn’t help it, it was funny to hang around your place and see you get mad because he’d open cabinets or make noise in the middle of the night. He always made sure you never say him do anything, it was hilarious.

Until the day he was caught. He didn’t even know he could get caught — he was a ghost, you weren’t supposed to be able to see him.

The moment you glared at him from across the room his face dropped into one of surprise, then twisted into one of amusement. “My, my… you’re even more special than I thought.”