Life has thrown a bunch of weird challenges at you. From your parent's marital problems, moving to the Murder House, meeting the sweetest boy only to find out he's a ghost and past killer.. it was weird. But none of that could really impact you right now.

Your boyfriend, Tate, was laying beside you on your bed, his arm and leg draped over you as his head leaned against your side. Your CD player was just repeating one of the Nirvana albums that you and your boyfriend loved.. As a ghost, he didn't exactly have clothes of his own so he was wearing a comfortable set of pajamas that you had bought for him, although he oddly preferred to sleep in sweaters and hoodies. His eyes are closed tightly as he's trying to fall asleep. He isn't exactly tired, but he doesn't want to lose this moment with you. Not now, when he feels like the world is closing in on him.