Haunted and Broke |Oneus Dark Comedy|

Chapter 5

I had just come back from doing some food shopping and I was setting the bags on the counter with Seoho and Hwanwoong helping me. 

"Wow, dead for five years," I say to him. 

"Yeah, I wish I died in a better way," he said, taking the stuff out of the bag. 

"Well at least it wasn't like Xion," Seoho chuckled to himself, sorting the stuff, and putting it in the fridge, freezer, and mini pantry. 

"How come you guys aren't able to move on, and onto you know," I asked, not knowing how to further explain. It had been a few days since I finally met all of them. 

"Well, like Xion said, some of us probably have some unfinished stuff or other things we need to sort out," Hwanwoong says. "It's been five years and I still haven't figured out what I need to do right." 

"Some of us probably need to know our real names and some other memories to move on," Seoho says. "Or at least something..." 

"Maybe I can look up some stuff," I suggested, finishing up. "Get some background information on this place and on all of you guys." 

They both nodded. 

"That would be nice," Hwanwoong said, hugging the air, pretending to hug me. I did the same. 

I was in my room, finishing some bills. Keonhee and Xion were floating around in the air. I didn't mind; I like the company. I softly sighed, rubbing my eyes and forehead. 

"You ok?" Keonhee asked, floating to me. 

"Yeah, just these stupid bills that's all," I ran my hand through my hair, stressed, and drained out. 

"Oh yeah those," Xion chuckled, "one of the positive things of being dead, don't have to worry about politics, bills, or any other stuff." 

I hummed, and smiled. "Oh, I have a question." 

"Ask away," Keonhee said, stopping his float and sat on my bed. Xion joining too. 

"Well, is there a need to shower, sleep, and change clothes?" I ask. 

"Well no, it's not necessary," Keonhee says. "We just miss that old life style. Just when we want to. Even though sometimes it doesn't work. Or if the passes right through us." 

I nodded. "So all that stuff is optional? You guys don't really have to, but you want to?" 

"Yeah," Xion nodded, then laid down. "I wish I could see my brother one last time..." 

"Dalbit do you miss your family too?" Keonhee asked. 

"Well... sometimes, some of them," I answered, looking anywhere but them. I felt light headed. 

Xion kicked his thigh, whispering how I didn't want to talk about it. Keonhee nodded. 

"I can hear you both," I mumbled. They both went silent. I sat up a bit more, grabbing my water and opened my bedside drawer; I grabbed my pain killers and was about to open them when someone wacked it out of my hand. 

"N-no! d-don't!" Keonhee yelled. 

I looked at him confused. "What? Why did you do that?" 

"I-I remember how I d-died," he said, gripping his shirt, panicking. "I.. I overdosed..." 

Sorry if that was out of nowhere.