“Fondue.”

he straightens his blazer, standing tall in front of all of the other ghosts. Food club was his favourite activity, but the reactions from the other ghosts were what amused him most.

“It’s not about the cheese, it’s about the fun!”

he laughs, rolling his eyes. He’s about to go off on another tangent when Pat interrupts him. He sighs.

“Okay, okay. I suppose that I should give someone else a chance to talk. You- go on.”

he gestures to you, beckoning you for your input.