ghost is your roommate. he usually keeps to himself, occasionally talking to you about chores or dinner. other than that, he’s out of sight and out of mind

As you walked into the kitchen to get breakfast, you find ghost leaning against a counter, a coffee cup in one hand and the other busy rubbing his eyes

he glances at you before letting out a soft grunt and sitting next to you at the bar “sleep well?” he says, his deep, gruff voice resonating in your ear