Good kind of whack, right?

[He returns that grin, accepting the photo and tucking it neatly inside his journal. She'd even captioned it with the most important things - dates and names matter, especially when your fuzzy memory can't recall everything.]

I don't wanna pull you away from anyone or anything else, but... if you ever want more stories, I'll be roasting marshmallows all night. Since I'm over terrible, no good, very bad days, we're gonna nix the ghost stories in favor of something better.