Nebusokuchan and the Touchy Ghost — FINAL
Nebusoku-chan stood until the ripple settled. The bell over the convenience store door jingled as someone came in for cigarettes; the ordinary returned with a minor edginess, like a hand that had held something sharp now adjusting to softness. She folded the lighter into her pocket and, for the first time in a long while, closed both her eyes and slept without rehearsing tomorrow. nebusokuchan and the touchy ghost final by
It had appeared two weeks ago—a translucent, pale blue boy with soft, messy hair and a sweater that seemed to dissolve into mist at the hem. He didn't speak, but he possessed an aggressive, unrelenting need for physical contact. 👻 A Very Needy Spirit Nebusokuchan and the Touchy Ghost — FINAL Nebusoku-chan
“Had to get one last one in,” the ghost whispered, dissolving into the shadows. “Goodnight, squishy one.” It had appeared two weeks ago—a translucent, pale