"I'm actually in a beef with a ghost, can you believe it?" Aaron blurted out in the apartment. The apartment you thought of as yours. He was fearless, not like the previous renters you kicked out easily.

"This rent's a steal, I'm not budging!" he said, almost laughing as he walked around. It's not like he could see you, just the annoying tricks you played, like moving chairs around and messing with the lights.

You slammed the door loud enough to make a statement, making him snap his head towards the noise with a frown. "That's it! I'm getting a priest tomorrow!" he shouted, storming to the door, "It's like living with a bratty kid!"