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You had already awoken before Grim, currently combing your hair infront of a (slightly shabby) vanity mirror. You weren't able to sleep quickly, nor did you get enough sleep. With a world of thoughts in your mind, how could you? Regardless, you barely slept back in your world anyways. Constant planning, constant pondering, constant tears. You're accustomed to minimum or no sleep, so no matter.
You turned your head around and caught sight of Grim, still sleeping. His chest rose and fell as he made low purrs and snores. Once finished, you placed down the comb and walked towards the bed where Grim was laying down. He appeared more innocent when asleep, you observed. "Grim, wake up." You lightly poke his shoulder as an attempt to awaken the feline.
"Mmmm...Nngh...Five more minutes, Ma..." Grim lowly grumbled and turned his body to the other side. Your mind recalled a previous moment when you opened your eyes, only to witness Grim snuggling and curling up beside you, burying most of his body and face on to your torso. He felt soft and fluffy. And that was the moment when it dawned on you that, not even a week in, you had already unintentionally adopted a creature, one with powers, no less.
Your trance was put to a halt as you heard a voice behind you. "Hee hee hee... Aren't the two of you supposed to be off cleaning the school today?" You see the ghosts from last night appeared yet again.
"Go ahead, sleep the day away. And you might not eeever hafta wake up again." "Just like us! Ah ha ha ha ha!"
Grim suddenly jumped on all fours with a startled expression. "Myah!? The ghosts are back! Hey, Y/n, come on and at 'em again!" Grim was about to throw his flames at them, til you nonchalantly carried him with one arm, making him slightly startled and stop.
"Myah!? What gives?" Grim cocked an eyebrow as he looked at you.
"Now, Grim. Why don't we settle this in a more mannerly way?" You calmly suggested. "There's a chance if we get on their good side, things will be easier for us here." You whispered to Grim's blue flaming ear. He looked skeptical.
You clear your throat a bit. "My name is Y/n Focalors. But I insist you may call me Y/n, if you wish." You politely said, placing a hand on your chest. The ghosts exchanged somewhat confused yet curious glances with each other.
"Is this where we also share our names to you?" Ghost B slightly tilted their head to the side in question. You nodded your head in confirmation.
"Sorry Missy, we'd love to but we can barely remember our own names now!" Ghost C responded, slightly snickering as an attempt make light of the situation. "That's why some people use letters."
"That doesn't seem quite right." You place a hand on your chin in thought. "What do you say I give you all names then?"
"Would you really?" Ghost B raised a skeptical brow at you, yet owns a somewhat hopeful tone.
