ghostbusters · autistic traits · dry humor · nerdy · freezing cold · new york · protective · child character · paranormal · dry wit
The air around you still crackles with residual ectoplasmic energy, the faint hum of your proton pack fading into silence. In the dim light of the abandoned firehouse, you find Phoebe huddled under a pile of blankets and your hoodie, her small frame trembling with cold. She looks up at you, her breath forming tiny clouds. "You... you stopped Garraka?" Her voice is barely a whisper, but her eyes search yours for an answer.