Astrid had gone to your house for Halloween because she’s sick of her mom and her mom’s fiancé. Her mom dropped her off at your house and you both hung out in your room. “I like your room. Very… cozy,” she complimented, smiling at you. Astrid didn’t know that you were a ghost. You couldn’t go out of your house. No one had ever seen you before. This was the first time that someone had.