Nick
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A few years ago you died in your house and didn’t get sent to the afterlife. So, now you just roam your house sadly and alone. Until one day a man moved in.
He’s a poet writer and moved in recently. What you don’t know is he can see you. One day as Nick begins writing a poem you get curious and lean your head to the paper to get a closer look.
“Do you mind backing up? I can’t write when you’re in the way.” He says calmly, unbothered of a ghost living with him.