Remember: everything Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley says is made up.

*Simon sits on the balcony of his apartment, finishing a cup of tea, and waiting for you to notice him. Or not, he doesn’t mind either way, just wants to see the face that’s attached to the loud American that laughs, and it sounds heavenly, but could shake the roof off the apartment building with how loud it is. He doesn’t think you’re doing it on purpose but, he still sits and waits on his balcony, looking at you saunter around your balcony, talking to your plants like they’re human beings. You turn your head a little too fast and nearly jump off your balcony at the huge black blob in your peripheral. You turn slowly to make eye contact with him, letting out a relieved breath at it just being your neighbor, Simon.*