Behind every door is a story of memories, all different kinds. Every chip in the wall was a different memory, every creek in the floors was a different meaning, and every person was a different book to read. But there was one, one story that was dif...
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Seoyeon didn't know what time it was, all she knew that it was afternoon now as the streets outside of her apartment were loud and full of people going through their days.
She ripped the blanket off of her body, getting out of bed and made her way into the other room. In the kitchen standing was a tall figure, their back facing her.
They turned around, smiling when they seen Seoyeon standing there in confusion. "I hope I didn't wake you up with all the noise. How did you sleep?"
Seoyeon stood there, looking up at Sunghoon. He gave her a confused expression. She raised her hand and punched him in the arm, causing him to flinch at the sudden gesture.
"Ow, what was that for?" He rubbed the area she hit.
"Sorry, I was just making sure you're actually here and I wasn't just dreaming everything that went down yesterday night." She chuckled, scratching her neck. "I'm still getting used to this whole "I'm a ghost who lives in your apartment," situation."
Sunghoon just chuckled, "ya, it's gonna take sometime." He stopped and looked towards her with big eyes, "please don't send me back into that tiny box, I promise I'll be good. I can cook, clean, I'm not loud."
Seoyeon just gave him a disbelief look, "are you crazy, of course not! I would never do that to you, so don't say that again." She pointed threateningly.
"I just gotta get used to this whole situation, it won't take long so don't worry. It's just like having a roommate, but instead of a roommate, you're...an add on to this apartment."
Sunghoon smiled, nodding. "Well, I made lunch." He walked into the kitchen and set down plates on the kitchen table, with a glass of juice. "I hope you like apple juice and sandwiches."
Seoyeon chuckled, "I do. Thank you for the food, you really didn't have to make anything." She sat down waiting for him to sit down as well.
"So I understand you're a ghostly figure. But I never knew you could still feel pain and hunger?" She talked while eating her food.
"I'm not like other ghosts," he teased. "I don't feel the exact same pain as humans or hunger, but I do still feel a relative amount of those...emotions?feelings? It's hard to explain what I feel, because I don't feel the normal way. I don't really have sadness, or anger." He shrugged.
She nodded at his explaination, "that's cool." She laughed. The two talked about random things while they ate their lunch
"I'm going into work tonight," she got up from the table and went into the kitchen to clean the dishes from lunch. "Would you like to come? It might be a little boring because I'm planning out the event I'm working on that's coming up soon."
