Life is a bitch when you're dead.
The sunrise creeped through the curtains, brightening the dimly-lit room. Some people would've scurried to their feet to meet it, eager to take in the new day. But not Suzy—she was no longer bound to the morning rituals of the mortal realm.
Okay, sarcasm aside, it was Suzy's way of saying she no longer had a need to sleep. Still, it was a double-edged sword. Imagine all the time you would gain and things you could do if you didn't need to sleep. Sounds fun, right? But then you remember you're a ghost. You're eternal. And everyone is typically in bed. Sleeping. Unlike you. Gosh, nights were boring.
Maybe she could go on a good haunting sometime. It had been awhile since Suzy had messed with someone. The last time had been some teenagers out past curfew, having terrified them so awful they had left one of their friends behind. Of course, Suzy immediately felt sorry for the poor kid and made certain to see her home (at least, as best as a ghost could), but that was beside the point! There are worse things than Suzy that lurked in the dark, you know!
"Suppose I should see what everyone else is up to." She uttered to herself, breaking the silence. Not like it mattered. Most denizens of the Umbra Rose were unable to see Suzy to begin with, which made it difficult to make friends.
Floating to her ghostly-white feet, Suzy hovered towards the door to her room. Phasing her body half-way through, she poked her head out in both directions to see if anyone had been coming through. The thought of accidentally phasing through someone again was enough to send shivers down Suzy's ghastly spine, if a ghost even could shiver or had a spine for that matter. Phasing through living beings always felt weird. Almost disgusting, even. You'd think it would be something a ghost would have no issue with, but Suzy certainly begged to differ.
Once Suzy was certain the hallway was clear, she swirled over to the staircase that led to the bottom floor. Flying about the building was much more faster than the elevator could ever be, Suzy had come to find as she hastily entered the condo's lobby; the sharp, freezing drop in temperature acting in place of her morning greetings to those already assembled in the foyer.