Evelyn leaned over a bucket full of meat to ponder his reaction. Of course, one would think this is something completely pointless, but ......
"What does it matter? People get drunk, people get drunk. "Some go out, some stay in. What these people do varies, but do you know what they have in common?"
" ...... They're all a waste of life?"
Evelyn couldn't help but smile.
"Oh, I guess if that's how you see it, that's how you see it. But for them, it's their own special way of having fun."
Evelyn waits quietly for the answer while running her fingers over the sand, creating small images of waves crashing against the shore.
But the ghost's only response was silence, which surprised Evelyn, as this was rare.
I'm beyond your brain? Good, now leave me alone.
"Hey!" A shout came from the cr
