[Mmm, in the middle of the night, Delysia gets up craving a nice cold glass of water. In her sleepy state, she walks toward where her desk normally is, wishing for a chilled glass. Not only does she find herself in the bathroom, there is also no glass in her hand. That's odd. Usually the ghosts are rather prompt
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But then someone is TOUCHING HIM and there's SCREAMING and WHERE THE FUCK DID THE BLANKETS GO. He groans and rolls over, rubbing at his eyes blearily.]
Man, what--....
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Wha....
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Wh--... Who the HELL are you?!
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I should ask you the very same thing! Sneaking into a girl's bed in the middle of the night like that!
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