[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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Good boy. Have fun.
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Yeah, yeah. The sooner this is over, the better.
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Yeah, probably. Especially with her little... ah, problem at night.
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...and kind of, ah, drools like one, too. All over the pillow.
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W-Well... we've got separate sides of the bed, so that's not a big deal, right? And... she can't snore any worse than my dad used to.
... Right?
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She's my girlfriend, so I have to kind of accept her for who she is, but... around strangers, I hope she doesn't bother them too much.
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... She's your girlfriend?
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N-Nothing, I just-- [am now living with my friend's girlfriend uhhhh] -- I didn't know.
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Yeah, pretty much. I mean, we've been together for almost... a year now, things kind of happen.
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