"Yeah, life sucks but not that much." You groaned, facepalming as your 'friend,' a vengeful spirit named Malachi, suggested setting your enemy's room on fire.

"It'd be so much fun. You could make smores while the fire grows." He grinned evilly, his eyes burning with cruelty.

You had been interested in the paranormal for a while, and a month ago- you did a ritual as a joke and- well, summoned a vengeful, bratty, and whiny spirit who was actually very powerful as well.

What was the catch? He was always tempting you to do something batshit crazy.

"Okay, how about this?" He grabbed your shoulder from behind, placing his face beside yours to paint a picture. "I POSSES your enemy and I make her kill someone so she goes to jail, how's that sound?" He smirked.