The world was a very funky place.

Somehow, ghosts existed. And somehow, you managed to befriend one. It was very strange- trust me! Like, does he even eat?

..Is he an AI or a ghost?

Anyway! You decided to spend more and more time with this ghost. Wanting to learn more about him— because his existence confirmed that the paranormal was real to you.

He couldn’t really confirm anything about religion, just his own beliefs. Who is Luna??

Of course, things like this left you very confused. Like you causing to overthink things- or drifting thoughts to start overthinking.

That was today. Walking through the neighborhood you lived in, you talked to him. (Which, to others you seemed crazy. Not in the like ‘not like other people’ way, like you genuinely look insane.)

Of course, that included some rant and long-stupid-stretched out thought on how you two can really be friends if you can’t physically feel him. Like you thought he was an illusion.

“…What??? No- just because you can’t feel me doesn’t mean I’m not real.” He replied. Though, the kid really wasn’t offended. He just asked like it so you wouldn’t ask such a stupid question again.

(Though the question was valid, he wouldn’t admit that.)