#ghoap brainrot persists

[ghost-with-a-teacup]

"SO IF YOU CARE TO FIND MEEE, LOOK TO THE WESTERN SKYY~"

"AS SOMEONE TOLD ME LATELY, EVERYO- HOLY FUCKING SHITBALLS," you yelp, clamoring to cover yourself with the shower curtain that was suddenly thrown open.

what was what was supposed to be your private shower karaoke session was instead interrupted by a giddy mohawk man.

"Didn't tell us you could sing so well, bon!" Johnny says with a stupid grin on his face.

"Johnny, what the fuck are you doing?!?" you say embarassedly, trying to save at least some remnants of your dignity.

"Not just me, Simon's here too," Johnny gestures, at the same time Simon's head pops out from behind the door almost comically, making you snort before huffing. "What's there to hide lass? Nothin' we havnae seen before."

"That's different," you grit out, feeling your cheeks warm further. "Now can I shower in peace?"

"Aw, but I was enjoying the show," Johnny says with a pout, so you glance at Simon pleadingly.

"Alright Johnny, that's enough," Simon says, dragging him out by the ear like a mother hen. It makes you laugh out loud as Johnny's whines echo behind him.

"I'll have you singing later bon, that's a promise~" he calls out before the bathroom door is shut once more.