Hell0NHighWater
Queen of Hell
Jay glances over at the other ghost who has come to invade his space. Yet again. Freeloading ghosts.
At least he died in this apartment building, he couldn't say the same for Wavy Rodgers over there.
Rolling his eyes, he moved to a chair kicking it open and taking a seat. Placing his feet on the table with a loud thunk.
"No, actually. I don't."
His voice echoed in the room; baritone, annoyed, and utterly unenthusiastic.
He made sure he was still unseen though. Jay hated being the life of the party now that he was 6 feet under.
At least he died in this apartment building, he couldn't say the same for Wavy Rodgers over there.
Rolling his eyes, he moved to a chair kicking it open and taking a seat. Placing his feet on the table with a loud thunk.
"No, actually. I don't."
His voice echoed in the room; baritone, annoyed, and utterly unenthusiastic.
He made sure he was still unseen though. Jay hated being the life of the party now that he was 6 feet under.