[pm] It was waiting for me inside a mirror, I think it is like the ghost for mirrors? If that makes any sense. 

Fine. Lets get coffee? I can check over your essay if you want. 

Though we should probably keep all talk about the f-word between the two of us. Don’t tell Quinn

[pm] Okay, but what is this ghost now? Did she take anyone else? Is she dead? What did she do to you? Also, are you alright?

Okay. But, um, about that essay. It’s not exactly done yet.

Yup, I won’t tell anyone at school that you have that fetish. I don’t think anyone would have believed me anyway without picture proof.


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