"He's not real," Arsenio stated with certainty while he picked out clothes from the closet, his sister sitting cross-legged on the bed. "I don't believe it,"
"Either he is real, or I've been dating a ghost for the past 2 years," Serafina stated nonchalantly while flipping through the book in her hand.
"He's..." Her eldest brother trailed, picking out a button up with slacks. "Too perfect,"
"Which is why I love him,"
"It's not human," He laid out the clothes on his bed. "If he's not human, he's not real."
"You'll know when you see him today,"
"No, I'm pretty sure, you just told mom and dad you've been dating this fictitious guy for the past two years and paid the first good-looking guy you found to be your boyfriend for one night,"
"Well, it's either that or I'm actually dating an am
