Lights, Camera, Romance

Oh shit! Dad! These pipes keep acting up non-stop. We need to call someone about it. I don't let people in here and I think it goes without saying that rule applies to ghosts as well. I believe the PC term is living adjacent. Get out! Okay, that's the problem. I can't. The longer a ghost stays trapped here on earth, the more it starts to lose itself. If it gets to be too much, it has to start drawing energy from somewhere. Or someone. Why am I the only person that can see? I don't know. I'm sure there's some kind of science behind it, like physics or... Chemistry? Yeah. Chemistry. Maybe it's because I can see you. You don't think they'll hold it against me, do you? Well, the way I see it, we all mess up, right? But it's the cleanup job that really matters. But once you start singing, being, no one's gonna be thinking about anything else. I think one day you're gonna take the world by storm. I don't want to see that world make you hard before you ever get a chance to be soft. I got the sense that deep down beneath the six-pack and the toxic masculinity, you really wanted to be great at something. So these are children of us. I just didn't really get a chance to. I'm gonna be honest. I did not plan out what I was gonna say here. I always thought I'd have more time.