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Ghost awoke in a near cold sweat, although it almost felt like he was burning from the inside out, he was exhausted. Yet happy to get as far away as that dream as possible. Ghost stretched and sat up. "Morning Phant- " Ghost froze half way through his sentence "Phantom??" Ghost searched under the covers to find his tiny bird, lifting his body up to make sure he didn't crush the bird in his sleep. He stood, searching the floor. "Phantom?!" Ghost jumped out of the bed
"Oh no oh no oh no oh no" Ghost searched around the room, running out of the room.

Ghost ran into the kitchen "have you seen-! " ghost stopped, Spooker looked over, sitting with the bird, feeding  it berries while he ate breakfast "hi Ghost!" Spooker smiled. Ghost sighed, relaxing and walking over "I thought Phantom was dead, Spooks" he said almost bitterly,'taking a seat besides Him. Spooker awkwardly chuckled

"Sorry Ghost! The little guy was hungry" Spooker rubbed his finger under Phantom's chin, earring  chirp. Ghost rolled his eyes, resting his head on the table, Spooker's smile faded "you feeling okay..?.. How'd you sleep..?" Ghost shook his head. "Hardly at all.." Spooker looked at the floor for a second then back at Ghost "hey.. Uh.. I understand this is hard and all.. But it'll be okay.. We'll figure this out." Spooker put his hand on his shoulder, Ghost swatted his hand away.

"That's kind and all Spooker.. Buy I have to figure this out.." Ghost stood and walked to the bathroom. Spooker sighed, Turing to Phantom "I like the guy.. But he puts go much pressure on his own shoulders.. He needs to realize that people are willing to help.. " Phantom chirped "glad you agree"

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