Vivi blinked. And then blinked again. A third, a fourth time. She opened her mouth, held up a finger but then shook her head and turned around. This. Was. Not. Happening. She stopped mid step, spun and walked down the halls. She narrowed her eyes as Alexis still looked serious. She stood before him, a finger pointed at his chest.
“My boyfriend does not believe in ghosts!”
“I do,” he shrugged.
“Superheroes, Supervillains. People with powers,” he shrugged again. “If we have–”
“But that’s normal!”
“It’s not,” Alexis placed his hands on her shoulders and sighed. “Vi, I believe in ghosts.”
“This is a dealbreaker,” she threw her hands in the air and stomped down the hall, yanking open the door.
“We’re still on for pizza, right?”
“Six!” she didn’t bother turning around and slammed the door behind her.
“Love you more!” came Vivi’s muffled voice. “Ghost? Bloody hell!”
Who knew? Vivi was a afraid of ghosts. Halloween was probably hell on her, Alexis tilted his head. Huh.