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Being a ghost was boring.
It was lame. There's nothing to do but fuck with people when their in your haunt and it's even more boring when you finally chase them off. Then you have no entertainment what so ever. It doesn't even take that long to figure out how to do all the cool ghost tricks. He didn't even have that to kill time with anymore.
Billy was staring down an eternity of sheer mind-numbing boredom. Inflicted on him by his asshole of a father and denied even revenge for that as the dick went on the run before Billy's body was even cold in the ground. He couldn't exactly follow him after all. Just a year before he was old enough to say fuck-all and get out of that God forsaken house and finally go and make a life for himself it was taken from him.
His dad made sure he really would never be able to leave him. He'd never be able to get out this boring hick town. He'd never be able to try and go find his mother again. He'd never be able to get a shitty decent job and meet some average omega to settle down with and maybe even have some rug rats of his own so he could show that fucker how being a father is actually done. He was denied everything that he clung to. That kept him going in his darkest times. Now all he could do was wallow in that.
That is... until, the new residents moved in.