Jaz looks offended. “Loosely inspired by. Which reminds me—Cora can I borrow your laptop tonight? I got the blue screen of death on mine, but everything’s in the cloud.”
“Sure.” A brief twinge of regret follows my answer. I had hoped to chat more with “Al” before bed. My idiocy becomes clear as I’m brushing my teeth. There’s an app. I’ve only ever accessed the server on the computer because I was so rarely on it, but now having access on my phone will be much more convenient.
I crawl under the covers and log in.
AlCaponesGhost25: Ok my turn to ask a question
AlCaponesGhost25: Hello?
A smile stretches across my lips as I scoot into a more comfortable position, propped against my headboard.
SingerQueen: Sorry, got busy. Go ahead.
AlCaponesGhost25: If I’m going to let you in on my haunting business, I feel like we need to know each other better.
He does, does he? Interesting.
SingerQueen: Before this goes any further you should know my policy is NOT to end up as a case on Unsolved Mysteries.
AlCaponesGhost25: Meaning?
SingerQueen: I won’t tell you my name or anything in the event you’re a psychopath
AlCaponesGhost25: Jeez that’s dark. But agreed.
SingerQueen: Ok then I’m game. What did you have in mind?
AlCaponesGhost25: Rapid choice questions. We take turns. Ready?
SingerQueen: Ready.
AlCaponesGhost25: Spring or fall?
SingerQueen: Fall. Coffee or tea?
AlCaponesGhost25: Coffee. Cats or dogs?
SingerQueen: Dogs all the way. Night owl or morning person?
AlCaponesGhost25: Both? I don’t like to sleep.
SingerQueen: What??? Who doesn’t like to sleep? Psychopath meter just gave a reading…
AlCaponesGhost25: See also: love for coffee. *winky face emoji*
SingerQueen: Ok fine. Your turn.
AlCaponesGhost25: Sushi or burger?
SingerQueen: Burger. City or suburb?
AlCaponesGhost25: City. Thinker or doer?
SingerQueen: Thinker. Trying to be more of a doer.
AlCaponesGhost25: How so?
SingerQueen: Thinking only gets you so far. Love or friendship?