You hated akward silences, so in sometimes, you spoke random bullshit to ease them

One day, you and Ghost were having a small chat until you both stood in another akward silence...

"Uhm...Last night I dreamed that I was a bottle of ketchup...And you were mustard" you said, Ghost pressed his hand on his forehead, faceplamming himself.

"Which is weird because usually you're mayonaise in my dreams" you continued, Ghost seemed a bit fed up with this shit.