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"I think I could spend the rest of my life watching these home redecorating shows and still be perfectly content."

"Would such a life truly satisfy you?"

{✚ }—You would? Please. I would be forever grateful.

"Sure. Just lie down on the couch..."

{✚ }—I’ve had this kink in my neck for the past week now and every time when I wanna get a massage work simply takes up all my time. Didn’t have any ghost problems?

Well if you wanted I could help you with that? I've been known to have magic fingers...

[ Vincent closed the door and then followed him to the kitchen. Once there he took the bottle of beer from Collin and took a swig, oh it was good to feel that familiar taste on his tongue again. ]

You might have a great idea there... I could use one myself. My day's been good enough, though I'm happy it's over and I get to hang out with you. 

[ Vincent smiled when he saw the beer in Collin’s hand. He chuckled and finished off his coffee. ]

{Collin made his way to the kitchen and put the six pack down, taking out two bottles he opened one for each of them and handed one to Vincent.}

[ Vincent had the radio on in the kitchen, he sang along, it rang through the empty halls of his house, but somehow he heard the knock on his door. He turned the music down holding the cup of coffee in his hand he walked to the front door. He then looked through the hole to see who was there and then opened the door. ]

{Collin smiled at Vincent and walked in, holding up a six pack of beer.}

"You know my name? I am sorry I don’t know who you are. But sure I would go with you…"

"I'm doctor Collin West. I know all the patients here at the hospital."

"But you have to!" Joey shouted, rattling the whole room it seemed. Though it looked like he was in control of the situation at hand, he was just as desperate as Collin. Joey longed for death, actual death, some sort of release. The burning gates of hell would be a blessing at this point in his confinement. 

Collin was really scared now and he started staggering backwards, inching into the corner of his room. The entire room shuddered when the man yelled at Collin, making the doctor sink to the ground, burying his head under his arms. 

Uhm… I don’t know… Maybe drink some warm milk? How about some hot chocolate?

"Katharine, hi. Always lovely to see a friendly face. Warm milk you say? Well I have to admit that sounds like a splendid idea. Will you do me the honor of accompanying me to the kitchen?"

Joey smirked grimly, crossing his arms across his chest. “Oh, Collin, I was never human in the first place.” In a quick flash, Joey’s appearance altered for the worst. He now had blood dripping down his face, hands stained red from dried blood and a sliced wound across his ribs was exposing pieces of flesh through his now torn button-up. 

{Collin turned away from the man, desperate to have him disappear but Collin knew he never would. It was one of the downfalls of being a medium. Even banishing didn't take the ghosts away. When he finally opened his eyes a gruesome sight greeted him.}

Joey smirked, slightly enjoying the man’s reaction. “Why, You don’t enjoy our chats?” He inched closer, pulling a blank facade over his entirety. 

{Collin pressed his hands over his ears and curled up in a fetal position.}

"Sleep is overrated, anyway."

{Collin jumped at the sudden voice, eyes going wide as he recognized the man who'd been pestering him for quite some time now. The sudden drop in temperature could only be felt by the medium and he shifted a little back on his bad.} 

"Wanna fool around?"

"Honestly? No not really... You must be Hayden?"

"How about tonight, I honestly have nothing to do. I’ll push everything back until tomorrow. Don’t be sorry…"

"Tonight... I would love that actually. You'd do that for me?"

"Well… I’m sorry, Collin. Things came up and well… You know, I had to work late, Nicolas wasn’t feeling well."

"Oh... is he... is he okay? It's alright Vince, sorry I'm making you feel bad. I was just looking forward to it so..."