. . .

/ :) 

/  oh no

*    annoyed  on  @/starscrossed- !!

/   the grind is back on i swear

@knittedmystery 
            /  WHEN are we getting back on this like where everybody at ???

/   good morning usa 

/⠀eyes

/   omg?

/   yesyes

/⠀<3

@huntsmonstrs 
            sorry it’s-  [ he continues to chuckle, covering his mouth to try to cover it but obviously failing ]  you know you don’t have to be all dark & husky all the time. i mean i get you’re a monster hunter & all but lighten up.. smile maybe? or are you allergic to smiling?

you can see the corpse for yourself.  

@bloodlvers 
            we can’t be talking about the same person then. our butler isn’t a perv. unless you’re making everything up!

i will have you know i wasn't close to him or even looking at him.  men are grabby,   especially the older ones.  i'll have to remember to wear something more ugly next time. 　[ she looks down at her nails, picking out the dried blood from underneath their tips, ] 　you should know my family.  i thought you liked reading about the supernatural.
            
            /⠀noo it's understandable ;))

you want me to be all happy sunshine for you?   i can be all happy sunshine,   so much so that it’ll make you wanna vomit by the end of the night.   * watching his movements,   she waits for him to say something and,    once he finally says that,   her lips sink into a frown. *   oh.   my.   ghoul.   please be joking right now.

@sparkingbolts 
            or that works too i guess.  see look! i think i see some lights up ahead. told you i knew what i was doing.  [ he swings his satchel over to the front of his body, rummaging through it as they walked ]    next time ,  we need to teach you about fixing that mindset of yours.  that’s how people die in movies you know.  [ he continues rummaging through the bag then stops talking, & then stops all together. his eyes slowly turn to the other’s direction ] . . .  you’re gonna hate me.

that’s not what i—   * a sharp exhale.   patience,   frankie.   hold onto your patience for dear life,   she reminds herself. *   that’s a bold assessment to make for a ghost you don’t know,   don’t you think?   maybe they just don’t like uninvited visitors messing up their place.