Do you guys like the design? This is a few years later.
I'm ghosty. Tenny's ghost :). Please don't call me tenny though :(.
"Who are you?" Someone asked while walking with me down prime path. "Wait-tenny!" I looked back and waved "hello. Do I know you?"
"Did you forget about me? It's me, Tommy!"
The person, supposely Tommy, had dirty blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, he was wearing a red and white shirt, blue ripped jeans, scars all over his face, and a flower crown to top it off.
Tommy's POV
She doesn't remember me? But... we did everything together. Wars, elections, everything! And now she doesn't remember me? It's expected of a ghost but a ghost remembers people that were important in their life. Was I not important to her? I'll just walk away.
"You do sound familiar though. I think I remember you." She remembers me!
"Are you tenny?" I asked. She nodded.
"Close. I'm ghosty, her ghost."
"How did you die?" I questioned,
"That's... not important." She looked upset.
"I'm sorry I asked. Where are you going?"
"Just looking around. Wanna come?" She held out her hand to which I took it. "Sure."
