Snippet #1731971

The ghost seemed to giggle at Sora's ramblings, which told Sora he could laugh too.

Don't apologize, my friends and I would love to have you. No one else ever came in here because they thought it was haunted. It would be great to have someone to talk to. And don't worry about the phase through thing, I'm used to it by now, I've been trying to clean the dust off of the bookshelf in my room since they re-did the place."

The bookshelf thing gave Sora an idea, "How 'bout I help you tidy your room. That way it should allow me to have an excuse to stay in that room...Not that I would need one, other than your permission, of course. C'mon!" He attempted to grab her hand and pull her in the direction of the stairs, but, as to be expected, his hand just slipped straight through her's. After a sigh, he bowed his head sightly, motioned for her to go first, "Sorry..."