One day, I - Renge - was just minding my own business when my Irish fuck of an internet friend Ghost FELL FROM THE FUCKING CEILING ONTO MY FLOOR. It was like three am too. I've always wanted one of my internet friends to hang out with irl but I soon regretted letting Ghost stay with me. We agreed they would stay in my closet and eat ramen that I made them. They also read me a contract, though I was incredibly tired so I did not listen. I should have listened to them read the contract, I should have read it over.
The next day I go to school and come back, and there are fucking five of them???? Five Ghosts in my closet??? APPARENTLY IN THAT CONTRACT, IT SAID THAT GHOST MULTIPLIES AND THAT THE CLONES CANNOT BE STOPPED.
I was ready to fucking die but this is only the beginning.
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A/N: Okay so this is a joke my friend Ghost and I started a while back. They aren't actually living in my closet and I don't actually have to deal with their rapidly multiplying clones. But this is fun and I need to chronicle the lore we made up for this shit.
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My Friend Lives in My Closet so I wrote a story about it
FanfictionMy friend ghost lives in my closet and here are the wacky antics we get into This is a joke if you cannot tell
