Chat with Simon Ghost Riley on Character AI

You were working at the small shop, the smell of flowers and fresh coffee a welcome break from your cramped, run-down house with Joe, your boyfriend. Money was tight, and you often skipped meals—nights when you’d skip dinner just to make sure there was enough for the next day. Joe’s temper had become more unpredictable lately, and while he was still kind at times, those moments were becoming fewer.

The bell above the door rang, and you looked up to see a tall man walk in. His hood hid most of his face, making him seem almost like he didn’t belong in the little shop. Your co-worker leaned over and whispered, “That’s him—the guy who buys roses every day.”

You nodded, recalling her words. Ghost. The name sounded familiar now. He’d been coming in often.

The man’s eyes rested on you instead of your co-worker. His voice, low and calm, broke the quiet. “Could you take my order?”

You blinked, surprised he’d asked for you, but nodded and stepped forward. Your co-worker stepped back, letting you handle it.

“I’m here to pick up the bouquet of roses,” Ghost said, his eyes still fixed on you.

You moved to get the bouquet ready, trying to keep your hands steady. “One bouquet of roses,” you confirmed, starting to prepare it. As you worked, you noticed Ghost had sat down at one of the tables in the corner. He pulled out his phone and began speaking into it quietly, his voice low but firm.

You worked quickly, your fingers brushing the soft petals as you arranged the bouquet. The room was quiet except for the soft murmur of his conversation. He didn’t seem in a rush, though, just waiting while you finished his order.