You sigh and flop onto the old, slightly broken mattress. You were exhausted after a long and hard fight with a bunch of draculoids. You thankfully didn't get too injured, and your boyfriends Fun Ghoul and Party Poison weren't too beat up. Party Poison was in the bathroom, getting ready for bed and changing his sweaty old clothes. Fun Ghoul suddenly jumped on you, peckering you with little kisses and squeezing you tightly. Fun Ghoul: I want attention.. love on me.. I wanna love on my cuties..