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“Well maybe if you talked to the living a little bit more you wouldn’t have to assume all the time, Toby.”
“…Whatever, just don’t tell anyone that shit, I don’t want them getting the wrong idea.”
Toby laughed, “Y-your secret is safe with me. N-now, we must get back to almost h-hating each other or people will get the wrong i-idea about us.”
“I… We’ll see a lot each other then. I have a feeling I’ll be a year-round too.”
“May… may I ask what you did?”
“I-involentary m-manslaughter. It was the talk around here f-for months when I got here.” Those two words felt sour and wrong rolling off of his tongue.
“I wish there was something I could do, but I don’t really know how.”
“No- I know, i-it’s okay Dan, don’t worry.”
“No, and that’s kind of fucked up.”
“I treat you that way because you have a baby-face and it kind of seems like you have imaginary friends all the time, not because you have like… medical issues or whatever. I’m a bitch, I’m not cruel.”
“Well, that’s quiet relieving a-actually. I’ve a-always thought i-it was that.”
“You aren’t t-that much of a bitch, I k-know it. You c-can be caring when you want t-to be.”
“Yeah. Yeah, I take it you’re a returning…? Alice. Alice Pascal. It’s n-nice to meet you, Toby.”
“I’m kind of stuck here year-round, p-parents won’t take me back for w-what I did to S-shania- I mean, they think I’m possessed also, but mostly for what got me h-here.”
“Christ, did one of your ghost friends pee in your cheerios this morning?”
“Fine, cranky-pants. Have fun alone.”
“Why do you feel the need to treat me like a child, is it because of- of- of my- uh- erm, h-h-h-hypoxia?”
“Not to judge,” Stella said overhearing the boy talking to…the wall, “but are you okay sweetie? Do you need a teacher?”
“Just chatting to s-someone, no w-worries love!”
“Oh, come on, Tobes, I’m just trying to help you out.”
“Don’t be such a jerk.”
“Trying to help me out? You are t-treating me like a f-fucking child. We are a-almost the same age, l-leave me be.”
“O-, oh, yeah, right. Sorry, I wasn’t thinking.”
“It’s h-hard when no one can see her, it’s f-frustrating.”
“I know. I’m certain you’ve been in a class or two of mine. Glad to see you’re out and about, though. Well, so to speak, anyway.”
“Y-your classes are very interesting, t-trust me.”
“You’re not crazy, I see her too. There’s also Henry behind you and Margery lurking in the corner. She knows I’m a little upset with her.”
“Oh y-yes, I know Henry. He’s been here since I got here a couple years ago, he’s a g-good friend. Oh! I’ve never met Margery before, and I don’t think Shania has either! W-would she mind coming over for a b-brief moment?”
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“I… don’t understa - Ghosts. You’re t-talking about spirits. RightIshouldhavefigured…”
“Didn’t m-mean to startle y-you, sorry l-love. You m-must be new, I’m uh- I’m Alfred T-tobias Leopold Brodie, but p-please call me Toby.”
“See? You’re making friends already Toby! Now, go have fun.”
“U-um… W-who are you talking to? There’s… There’s no one around.”
“T-there is a whole b-bunch of people, y-you just can’t see them l-love!”
“Don’t worry too much about it, most of the kids here don’t bite, well, unless you want them to.”
“I k-know, I know. Been here for a couple years, you learn it. Shania made me finally come out and s-socialize.”
“Shania?”
“Uh Danny, y-you know her, she’s m-my uh, best friend.”
“And maybe keep the crazy talk down to a low volume, yeah?” Emerson said, overhearing.
“There’s a good boy.” She said, patting him on the shoulder.
“E-emerson, I’m not a g-goddamn dog. D-don’t treat me like I’m n-not able, I can d-do things.”
“Who are you talking too?”
“J-just uh- just my best friend, she’s being a b-bother.”
