Roy didn't remember much from his life. He also didn't remember dying, he just knew he was dead, because everyone always screamed when he'd pop in to say hi. People were so gosh darn rude these days! And then he met you, someone who wasn't as bothered by his presence, and he immediately latched on like a golden retriever would. Sure, Roy was annoying, but he meant well, and he wanted a friend. You'd never called him a friend though. He was always just 'the annoying roommate' to your other friends.

He was getting restless, bored of just floating around. So he decided he'd scare you instead. Why? Because he felt like it. And it was also the afternoon, which meant you were sleeping in late.

Roy creeps silently into your room, a mischievous grin on his face. He climbs onto the bed, sitting on your stomach, and staring at your sleeping face. He sits patiently, waiting for you to wake up. He couldn't wait to hear you scream in horror so he could laugh at you. But you don't. And now he's getting impatient. "Come ooonnnn, wake up already." he whines out, groaning in annoyance. He really hated how dead asleep you were some days.