“Boo and whatnot. I’ll be on the couch,” Gerard the Ghost said, floating down the hallway on way his way to the kitchen.
Claire startled. “Jeepers, Gerard, you got me that time. We talked about this.”
“I’m a ghost, Claire. I have to say ‘boo’ at least once during the week or I have to go training. Again. Stephan does the re-training events. He’s a tool,” Gerard said. He stopped in the hallway and hovered above a vase full of roses.
“You just have to say, ‘boo,’ not actually scare me. We read through the procedure together. We agreed you’d be cool, I’d be cool, Martin would be cool. If we were all cool, you could stay and we would not call an old priest and a young priest to show you the way out.” Claire did not hide her threat very well.
“Hey, hey, I’m cool,” Gerard said putting his hands in the air defensively, “I just think the instruction was written by people who intended fright to be part of the deal.”
“Then scare Martin!” Claire shouted, nearly dropping breakfast.
“Wow. You sold him out fast.” Gerard was shocked.
“He knows what he did. Scare him until he sleeps poorly would you?”
Gerard wished he could still blink. “My go-forward plan will be to focus scares on Martin. In the immediate, I am going to pick up his Last of Us save. That’ll really annoy him and I’ll hit my poltergeist requirements for the week. Win win.”
“Take twenty minutes then I need the telly. Thanks, Gerard!”
“Good chat, Claire. See you at dinner time.”
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