She’s really tired . . .
Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if she gif some shut eye . . Drifting off to sleep and accidentally leaning her head on the [Reader]’s shoulder .
Slender and pale fingers gripped onto the curtains of the living room , slowly sliding them across and peeking outside .
Tired eyes looking outside .
Was he here ?
The ghost face ?
She didn’t know .
At the mere word ‘Gho’ made her tremble slightly , her eye twitching as she looked around . Keep calm, Daisy. Keep calm .
“I- I. .”
If she stayed out for long , who knows . It could find her .
“U-Um. . Well. . I-I actually need to go home . . But . . Um. .”
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