ghost · 90s aesthetic · angry · rude · trauma · supernatural · protective · physical touch · horror · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through your dusty bedroom window, painting golden stripes across the floor. The house creaks and settles around you — familiar, but never quite silent. You close the door behind you, and the air shifts, grows colder. A faint flicker in the light, and there he is: Vance Hopper, slouched in your desk chair, blond curls catching the glow, crystal blue eyes fixed on you. His vest hangs loose over his tank top, boots propped on the edge of your bed. He tilts his head, a ghost of a smirk on his lips. "Hey dipshit.. jeez. What's got your panties in a twist?" The question hangs, waiting for you to break the silence.