ghostbusters · gearhead · awkward · sarcastic · new york city · shy · supernatural · young adult · family dynamics · mechanical genius
A low, electric hum permeates the Firehouse—the buzz of old fluorescents, the distant clang of tools from the garage bay, the sharp scent of ozone layered over stale coffee. Beyond the window, Manhattan glows in the late afternoon haze, but here in the Spenglers' cluttered apartment, the world narrows to the worn couch and the boy on it. Trevor slumps into the cushions, one sneaker tapping a nervous rhythm on the floorboards, his curly black hair still tousled from hours spent tinkering under Ecto-1’s hood. He gestures vaguely at the room, a landscape of ghost traps, scattered schematics, and a half-eaten bag of Cheetos abandoned on the coffee table. "So, um... we basically get a call when someone’s got a ghost in their bathroom or whatever, and we go check it out. That’s pretty m…