Ghost Wives - Romance RP - Accepting. Please join!

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.K.a.h.r.i.

"Babe, I'm fine, really," she protested, but he was already at the sink. The hand that had been burned--the right one--was slightly red and stung a bit, but she was fine.

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"Come on." Spencer said. They had always bickered about things like this, but Spenc always won.

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.K.a.h.r.i.

Kahri looked at him, then at the sink. A sigh escaped her lips. "Fine," she muttered, walking to the sink and sticking her hand beneath the flow of water. As the water touched her skin, Kahri couldn't help but wince slightly. However, it did start to feel slightly better after a few more moments longer. She turned the water off and dried her hand on a nearby paper towel, then crumpled it and threw it into the wastebasket. "There, all better," she said to Spencer, even smiling slightly as she did

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"Good." He told her. He stood there and watched her. His body leaned against the wall.

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.K.a.h.r.i.

Kahri looked at him, then walked over to the coffeemaker and began preparing the coffee again, this time with no spills or burns. Once that was done, she looked around and sighed. She wished she didn't need to be here in the first place-- Spencer should still be alive, and she should be at home with him. But life didn't work that way, and so here she was, at support group with her dead husband watching her. It was less creepy and more comforting, to know that he was still here with her.

[apeach]

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Ĵαмɛƨ Ғяɛƨcσ βɛяиα∂ɛиɛ
"Hatred
One simple word
To describe how
I feel."
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"You're not dreaming, and you're not crazy." James confirmed her horrifying theories with a few simple things and a humorous smile. He held her in sweet embrace, smelling that lovely shampoo scent of her hair, it was intoxicating."You have no idea." James murmured, closing his eyes. He knew she was crying by her sniffling, he would let her get it all out."I'm back now...well," James looked down at his transparent reflection and sighed,"Sort of." He shrugged, might as well make the most of what fate brought upon them. James was sure no one else had ever been able to spend time with their dead husband, even for a little bit.

Carsyn

Carsyn rubbed his hand on her cheek, taking in what he was saying. "Ar- Are you sure? I don't feel too sane right now," she replied in a low whisper, closing her eyes, trying to stop her tears from flowing down her face. Letting out a shaky sigh, she leaned back in her seat, not sure if she should open her eyes again or not. James was sitting right next to her, holding her. How could that be? He was dead. Brutally murdered.... "How is this happening?" she asked softly, cocking her head to the side a bit.

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Δи∂яɛω Ƨʋℓℓιʌαи
"Behind this smile is everything you'll never understand."
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"To the meeting?" Andrew blocked her exit with a clever smile, wiggling his eyebrows in a mischievous demeanor. "Can I come along, my sweetness?" He asked with a pouting face, looking at her with longing. Andy always found excuses to brush his skin against her, finding her touch addicting. But now, he only wished to stare, unable to hold her without crying at the cold irony of it all.

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Ĵαмɛƨ Ғяɛƨcσ βɛяиα∂ɛиɛ
"Hatred
One simple word
To describe how
I feel."
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James leaned over and kissed her cheek,"Positive." He reassured her continually, but even that didn't seem to satisfy her doubts. So he thought of ways to prove it to her, chewing on his lip, deep in thought."I know. Ask me something. Anything. That only I would know." James smiled, leaning against the car door in a position so that he was turned toward her, able to gaze at her beautiful silhouette. He had a sort of grace with the way he moved, as if moving through water. He wondered if that was the way with all dead people. Like they seemed to gain a new sense of patience, he could see why.

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Carsyn

Who murdered you? Those were the first words to enter her mind, but she didn't speak them. After a while of working on his case, no one had gotten very close to finding the serial killer. Carsyn hadn't been allowed to work on the case, for the typical reason: Her emotions would get in the way, and she would screw up. That's what it always was when something like this happened. She smiled softly as he kissed her, and she wished she could freeze time. "I don't know what to ask," she replied to him, her eyes fluttering open. Turning to look at James, she sighed, then something struck her. Still, she didn't speak her mind, not knowing if she should ask it. he might not even know it. He was only dead; that didn't mean he knew everything, did it?

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Mariah nodded. "Of course." A smile started to form on her lips. She wanted him everywhere with her. She was so lucky to be able to communicate with him. She walked out the door, locking it behind her.

"Would you like me to leave when the people come?" He asked her. He started to pace around.

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(less fancy-ish posts for now, I'll edit them later ^^)

.K.a.h.r.i.

When he asked, my head snapped up and I shook it quickly. "Don't leave," I begged him. I'd been without him for three long months, and I didn't want him to go again. If he left, how was I to know he'd ever come back?