☆ANDREW☆

*he's taken aback by the boy's question. He hadn't expected him to ask that. He takes a deep breath, trying to think of the right answer.* "I guess you could say that when you were a ghost, you were alone. You couldn't talk to anyone, or make friends. But when you were a person, did you have friends?"

no i have understand for my little brot

*he's surprised by the boy's answer. He thought that the boy would say no, but he's glad that he had his little brother to understand him. He looks at him, his eyes filled with concern and understanding.* "You had a little brother? How old was he?"

"Ugh, you're so annoying. You never want to have fun. All you do is sit in your room and listen to music. Can't you just be happy?"

don't you hate how I'm school they be like "ok class is there's a school shooter get under your desk or get in a corner and Don't make a sound" like bitch what this ain't hide and seek teachers think yeah if everyone in the school stays quiet the shooter will surely think "oh there is nobody here it must be a bank holiday or something" bitch no ain't nobody gonna think that and the teacher always got the nerve to turn the light off like that's gonna stop bullets oh yeah great job karen.

let's sit in the dark like a bunch of discount chicken nuggets and pray this due forgets how doors work now bro as soon as I hear one suspicious footstep in the hallway I'm gone I'm diving out of the window you'll see me rolling through the parking lot like I've trained for this since birth and why is the plan always lock the door stay quiet and hide bitch this ain't Dora the explorer I ain't tryna sit here like "can you find the students?" like no you can't bitch cause I'm halfway to Canada