Lost in his thoughts and standing in a corner, he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a candy. This whole atmosphere made him sleepy. For once, he secretly hoped for a text from their baseball captain. Why did practice never happen when you needed it actually?
"Sorry, the spirit you have reached is not in service or temporarily busy. We can connect you to another one," Jasper muttered, with a low voice, eyes on the plastic paper he was removing. Putting the candy on his mouth, he leaned against the wall, very unconcerned by the situation.
Why am I here - Oh, right. He cast one glance at Glenda then stared at the ouija's board. He didn't believe in spirits, but maybe something interesting would happen. "What if someone gets possessed and we need to exorcise them?" He asked while pulling a chair.