((Shit, we could even continue on here if we want to. I mean, it'll just keep coming up to the top of the thread list if we do. If it bothers you we can definitely make a new thread ^^ ))
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(( Nah we can continue here it doesn't matter to me))
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((Dealio! Then, those matters taken care of, let's get to the nitty gritty. There are many ways we can go about this and a good deal of questions that need answered. First order of business: Is my mang gonna be aware of the passage of time as he's haunting this house? Should he just suddenly come to and be flabbergasted by all the modern technology, or would he have seen it in his hauntings and know what a cell phone is and the like? Does he appear as an apparition or does he just move stuff around and maybe leave clues that he's there? If he just comes to suddenly, would he need to figure out that he's dead? Once I know the answer to some of these, I could throw up the first post if you want, or the second. Idc. xP))
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(( I think that he's an intelligent ghost, that has been haunting the house since his death, so he's aware of time. Like the previous owner had the house and had the technology to a point. Like the house could have gone into disrepair and he lost half a decade or so since nobody was around, but he knows about generic stuff, electricity, fridges, microwaves, computers etc. Just not the "newer" versions of such things. Also, I think he should be mainly invisible but maybe my person can see him?))
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((Alright! Yes, I like that. I like that very much! Before your character gets there, would the house be furnished with like old furniture or is he just stuck wandering empty halls?))
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(( I would think whatever furniture was there was either covered and is dusty or moved out/throw out. So maybe a mix of both mostly empty with a few rooms with some stuff covered up in it?))
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((That works! Do you want me to make the first post or do you want to?))
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It was dark and cold, not that he could feel it. He hadn't been able to feel the cold, or any warmth for that matter, for a very long time. He could only see, and what he saw was the same thing he always saw. Sheets that were once white covered the furniture and dust covered them in an unmarred blanket that were as thick as the sheets themselves. Cobwebs long abandoned collected more of it in the corners, clinging to chandeliers and in between chair legs, in the cabinets and on the counters. It seemed, too, to stay suspended in the air caught up in the faint rays of light spilling in from the ardent street light, drifting, drifting, drifting only to join the masses on any given surface in the entire house. |
The drive was a long, boring, and tiring one. She was relocating herself to an old house that her grandmother left her. Her mother and father had died in a car accident a few years earlier, and her grandmother passed just a few months ago. She was willed the house her mother grew up in as a kid, but when she got married and her grandmother wasn't able to take care of the house or herself anymore, it was abandoned. It was in perfect shape, it was just dirty and needed to be cleaned. A house was a house, and it was free so who was she to complain about a little tidying up?
Once she pulled up the driveway and put her car into park, she turned off the motor and got out. She noticed that the outside definately would need painting, but everything seemed to be in decent shape. No holes in the roof, no broken windows. Whomever watched after this house while it was empty did a good job of keeping it from being vandalized. She pulled the keys out of her pocket for the front door and unlocked it. She was told this house had been in the family for centuries. Before that when it was first built in the 1800's the house belonged to a wealthy banker, who had lost his son in a brutal murder. His case was never solved, and his family moved away and her ancestors moved in. She stepped in, and let her eyes adjust to the dark. All of the curtains were drawn, keeping the light out. She walked to the windows and pulled open the curtains to light up the rooms. Dust. It was everywhere. She heaved a sigh and saw how dusty and cobwebby everything was. She'd have her work cut out for her. |
The morning that the door opened was a morning that Benjamin would never forget. After so long in the darkness the blinds were opened with a cloud of dust and rays of light came spilling in. That was the first thing Benjamin noticed, the light. He'd spent so long in the darkness, he'd almost forgotten how beautiful the sunlight was. When he felt a particular need to see the sun, he'd have to drift to the attic maneuver around the mountains of boxes and look through this tiny little window that peered over across the street. The blinds, too, offered little consolation—one was missing a piece that he could look through if need be. |
April brought in some cleaning supplies she had and began sweeping and dusting the living room. She got hot as she cleaned so she pulled her brown hair into a ponytail and resumed working. She opened some of the windows to help air out the room. She checked the lights to see if they worked and to no avail. She sighed because that meant she'd have to call the electric company to get the electricity turned back on before she would have lights.
a friend she had to help her pack her things from her apartment would be here early tomorrow with the U-haul truck and would help her move her things in. She had the majority of the day today to clean what she could so the furniture could be moved in. She also was left some money from her grandmother so that'd pay for anything else she'd need. The place had a fridge, but it was old and needed to be replaced. The stove looked okay so she'd wait on that. No Microwave so she'd need one of those. She'd have to make a list later of what she would need once her stuff got there. |
Everywhere this beautiful auburn haired woman went, light soon followed. The dust fought valiantly, but ultimately where she was determined to get rid of it, she succeeded. Benjamin followed her about, watching as she swept and wiped things down. He could almost smell the chemicals she used to get rid of it all. |
((Shit shit shit. I opened this one and put the post I was writing in a word doc for the other one! I'll fix it right away! I'm sorry! xD))
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April tackled the living room of the dust monsters and then went to the kitchen. She cleaned counters and swept floors. Mopping would come after the initial surface dirt was gone. She still had the dining room, the bathroom, and a study downstairs plus three rooms, another bathroom, a library upstairs as well as an attic and basement. The basement would be the last thing she did, since she hated them. Too many horror movies were based off basements so she avoided them like the plague. Oddly enough as she worked she got the eerie feeling that she was being watched, but nobody was around. She peered around the outsides of the house through windows and saw nobody so she shrugged it off and kept working. She would work until the wee hours of the night until she was just too exhausted to work anymore. She had started a fire going in the fireplace in the living room since she had no other way of heating the house until the electricity was turned on. She had taken a break earlier that day to call the electric company to have them turn it on, and their response was it'd be turned on in three days. Yay. So it was food from takeout, and a fireplace and candles for light until then. She was curled up in her sleeping bag, sitting in PJs as she munched on some Chinese food she had delivered. She stuck the chopsticks into the empty carton and yawned. She checked her cell phone and got texts from her friend who said he'd be there around noon tomorrow. She shut her phone off, to save the battery and then went to sleep shortly thereafter. |
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She woke up to someone knocking on the front door, the next morning. She sat up and was disoriented as to where she was. She blinked a few times to remember why she was sleeping on the floor in a sleeping bag, and then remembered that she was at her new house. There was another knock and she got up and walked to the door to open it.
Her friend was waiting there, the large U-haul parked up front. "Forget I was coming?" he asked with a chuckle. She let him in and she yawned "No, I worked until late and I kept my phone off to preserve the battery. The electricity will be put on tomorrow, thanks to the swift service of the Electric Company. I didn't set an alarm." she explained "Lemme get dressed and I'll help you bring stuff in." she said picking up her stuff off the floor and rolling up the sleeping bag. She had a backpack and she took it into the bathroom with her and changed clothes. She came back, her hair brushed and pulled up and then she pulled on her shoes, laced them and then started helping bring in the furniture. She had a sofa, that was put in front of the fireplace. She didn't have a TV, most of her entertainment was through her computer which was also in her backpack, but no electricity or internet so no reason to bring it out. Hours later, they paused with the bringing in of furniture to call for a pizza. They sat around until it showed up, and then they sat and ate a late lunch, early dinner. "This place is huge, what are you going to do with all the spare rooms?" Her friend asked. She shrugged. "I dunno. One of the rooms has some old furniture in it, I may keep them or sell them to collectors depending on their condition. And there's more in the attic. I didn't get to go up there but I poked my head in and there's boxes and trunks to go through." she said. "Maybe some good stuff up there." |
Benjamin was at the door before the Beauty even opened her eyes. He'd heard the footsteps and was simply going mad with boredom knowing another person was coming. However, with Beauty's phone off, if that's what it was, Benjamin was stuck with no method of telling the time save for his new sight out of the house and how high the sun was. The sun was already quite high in the sky when her friend came, and when he saw the said friend, Benjamin couldn't help but chuckle to himself. It seems Beauty has a suitor or two after all... |
With pizza consumed and a fair amount of soda, they stuffed the boxes into the trash and then they resumed the bringing in and putting things down in the house. Boxes were stored in the study until they could be unpacked. Pieces of her bed were carried upstairs to the bigger of the three rooms as well as the boxes for her room.
It wasn't until dark when they finished unloading the U-Haul. Her friend would spend the night and then drive it back in the morning. "Thanks a lot for all your help. I definitely am glad for your help," she said hugging him. He hugged her back. "Sadly I don't have another sleeping bag readily available but I think I can get a comforter and a pillow at least. We can crowd in front of the fireplace." she said with a chuckle. They decided to go out to dinner this time. There were some nice restaurants and fast food places in town and they needed to get out anyway. They ended at a nice sit-down restaurant and ordered burgers and fries. |
Benjamin groaned tilting his head back and sighing. Really? People come here and abandon me in the same blasted breath? He began pacing in the newly cleaned living room, grateful, at the very least, that they left the fire going. But then, what good did it serve him? None. He couldn't feel its warmth. The light it provided was useless as well without pages to gaze at, at least any that he could get to. He took his post at the door to wait for Beauty and Man-friend (as he so lovingly dubbed them) and waited. |
They returned a couple hours later. She went over to the fireplace and built it back up, seeing that it died down as they were gone. She stood in front of it once it was roaring again. Her friend (Steven) came up to her and held his hands out to warm them. "It's getting colder at night, I'll be glad for you when your electricity comes back on." he told her. She nodded in agreement. "I hope you can stay warm enough in the blankets, sorry there's not room for two in my sleeping bag." She chuckled.
"I'm sure I'll be fine." he said and nudged her playfully. She grinned and then left the fireplace to grab the blankets and her sleeping bag and put her sleeping bag on the floor and handed him the blankets for the couch. |
Benjamin had stood faithfully at his post, reminding himself of the dog that he had as a boy that would eagerly wait by his own door waiting for his return. Unlike his dog as a boy however, he didn't get walked. Or spoken to. Or loved. He'd been alone and cold for so long he'd nearly forgotten what any of those sensations were like. Oh, how he missed even the windiest of days! He folded his arms and blew his hair out of his eyes watching the two flirt. Ah well, two would probably be easier to attempt communications with than one, so he'd try what he could. |
Steven felt a small draft coming from where he was standing, as he was making up the couch. "Hey April, seems you got a draft around here. There's some cold air right here next to me." he said. April got to her feet to feel the cold air and she shivered. "Oh how odd. I didn't feel this earlier when we moving things in." she observed. "I guess I'll have to bring a roofer out here to check for any leaks or holes up on the roof." she said testing the cold air in front of her. "Hmm."
Steven then got a brilliantly evil idea and grinned. "Or you know, it could be a ghost." he teased. "I heard they give off cold air when they float around. This is an old house, maybe it's haaaaaaunted." he said moaning out like a ghost. April punched him in the arm. "Stop it you jerk," she said with mock anger. He just giggled like an idiot. |
Benjamin could almost see the goosebumps prickling Steven's skin and the thought made him giddy. Yes, this might be it! Benjamin made himself comfortable, or at the very least, as comfortable as a ghost could beside Steven. No, no. Not a draft. A ghost, you dunderhead, a ghost! He tapped his chin thinking that maybe hiring a roofer might give her incentive to go through the boxes in the attic (he was quite curious to see what was up there himself).
Yes, yes! That's it! I am! I am indeed a ghost! This place is, in fact, quite haunted! By me! A ghost! He butt his fist against Steven's shoulder assuming that he wouldn't feel it, and sat back scowling when he realized that neither of the two of them were actually being serious. He'd have to try harder. But, patience was key, and Benjamin had nothing but time. He'd ramp it up slowly, slowly but quite noticeably. Yes, that is what he'd do. Hopefully they'd be clever enough to realize that he was not only there, but also not malicious. |
It was getting late and both of them settled down finally to sleep. April yawned and snuggled into her sleeping bag and drifted to sleep. Steven bundled under the blankets and also went to sleep.
The fire in the fireplace kept the room warm for a couple hours more. When it started getting colder Steven would feel it and would attempt to get the fire built back up to keep it warm. April was snoring cutely in her sleeping bag and he did his best to keep quiet. He didn't want to disturb her. He looked at her face and smiled. He was friends with April and had been for years. He wished that she saw her as something more than a friend. He had a crush on her for a long time. He sighed and watched her sleep for a while and then when the fire was roaring again, he went back to his blanket pile. As he tried to get back to sleep, he thought he saw someone standing in the room and he bolted back up in a seated position. He blinked and looked around but saw nobody and heard nothing. He must have just been exhausted and tired enough to hallucinate. He shrugged it off and went back to sleep. |
Benjamin, contrary to his living breathing counterparts, had no concept of 'late' whatever. Quite the opposite. He was wide awake. Standing, he glided his way to the kitchen. The electricity was off, but energy could be channeled through other means to be sure. And sure Benjamin was, at least on today of all days. The kitchen housed a few lights, at one time the best that money could buy, and it was only one of these he focused on now.
The effort took all of his energy, but he managed it. The lamp flickered on and Benjamin drifted to the doorway. He'd hit all of the checkmarks. Light coming on by itself? Check. Cold spot in the doorway: Check. Continuing cold spot in one spot almost always creepily close proximity to "Steven" at all times? Check. He had to let them know that he was here. |
Steven stirred when the light came on. He sat up and frowned. "The fuck?" he said and got up. April didn't seem to stir at all, she was so bundled up and exhausted. He went over to where the light came on and felt the cold spot this time in a different area. He frowned and tried the light switch, nothing seemed to work.
He walked over to April and shook her. "Hey April." he called. She moaned and swatted him away. "Come on April, wake up a sec." he insisted. She growled and sat up. "What?!" she said a bit gruffly. He just pointed to the one single light in the kitchen that was on. "That came on just now. I think you may have faulty wiring or something." he said. "That just doesn't happen normally." April got up and tested the switch like he did. "How does this light come on when the electricity isn't even on yet," she said. "I'll have to call about this too.." she sighed. "Well this 'free' house is turning out to be a mess of small things I need to fix.." she muttered. "Well nothing we can do, if the switch doens't turn it off.." |
Benjamin was besides himself with joy. They were noticing. Now, he passed through Steven to make his way back into the living room. He'd have to light another if he wanted them to see, or to even suspect anything. Today must have been a very good day as he'd managed to flick the reading lamp on. Then, he'd place himself directly beside it, waiting for them to hopefully notice another cold spot.
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As the inspected the light in the kitchen, a lamp that was sitting next to the couch on a table popped on. Both of them turned to see the light blazing without any electricity feeding it. "What the heck is going on here?" April asked nobody in particular. "The electricity didn't get turned on now did it?" she asked and tested a wall socket with her phone charger and plugged it in. Nothing happened. "No, it's not on..." she said. "I think some weird power surge is going on or something. Is it storming outside or something?" she asked.
She went to the window, passing the lamp and caught the cold spot created by Ben. "Drafts and power surges." She said rubbing her arms. She looked out the window and saw no rain or storm coming at all. The sky was clear as could be. "I'll be calling an electrition tomorrow to have him check the wiring." She said as she unplugged the lamp. It stayed on for a few moments but then faded. "Let's try and get back to sleep, hopefully, the other light will go off on its own and NOT start a fire." She said and then returned to her sleeping bag. Steven nodded and went back to the couch. "Maybe your house really is haunted." he said as an afterthought. "I mean at least you'll have someone keeping you company when I go back home." he teased. She just stuck a tongue out at him and snuggled back into her sleeping bag. |
Benjamin groaned as the ground he'd made seemed to fall out from under his feet. Could he move more than two things in a day? He'd tried and failed in the past, but he was given a new resolve now. Steven was the closest he'd come to getting anyone to actually believe without maliciousness attached to it. If he had to describe his ghostly activity he'd effectively give it the label of playful.
He still had energy to spare he felt, perhaps if he turned in the unplugged light they'd really see. He had to make it work. Not moving from his spot, Benjamin again concentrated on turning it on. Eureka! It worked! For a moment, the lamp went back on and fizzled out, less than a second on, but hopefully it'd be enough. Hopefully they'd see. Hopefully. |
Both were conked out by that point. Their intensive bringing in of the furniture really did tire them out. The light that was unplugged and flashed on for a second was missed by them both. Steven had a pillow over his head to block out the light in the kitchen and April was so buried down in her sleeping bag that she might as well be hibernating.
"You know they can't see you right? They will just chalk your communications as just faulty wiring. This IS an old house after all" A disembodied voice say that only he could hear. A woman appeared to him, in a ghostly type manner but she wasn't a ghost. She was more of a guardian of the forests. She protected the lands and since her home was built in the forest she once lived, she was bound to the house such as he. She wasn't ever able to be seen or to move things like a ghost could. No, she was more just a protector and would make no harm come to her 'home'. The woman was beautiful. She had long flowing hair. Parts put up into braids and secured to the back of her head. "I know it can't be easy to use your energy up to try and communicate, but try something not involving lights dear. If you really want their attention, you need to move something physical." she stated. She floated over to him. "I know you were wronged. I saw the whole thing, but I cannot tell you who it was or why. I don't normally meddle in the affairs of humans, but here." She said and touched his see-through hand. "I'll lend you some of my energy. I draw it from the ground and trees. You draw it from the sun. Try and move something, but I'd wait until morning. They're dead asleep right now." she said and then disappeared again. |
Benjamin couldn't move. For the first time in one hundred thirteen years four months and two days, someone was referring to him. Someone was actually speaking to him. He could feel his mouth hang as he was wont to do often now that he knew he was unobserved. Now, however, he lifted it manually with his hand and stood blinking listening ardently to the woman that now offered to lend him valuable energy. Of course he was going to take it. How could he say no when he couldn't even speak? Something physical, huh? Physical he could do. He'd been practicing with books when he was starving for literature or just something to do. On the really good days he was able to turn pages. He'd just lay on the hardwood floor right where the book lay and read. He'd been working on reading a book on world religions for the past year and realized that when they actually got to that room his progress would be lost. But, if they managed to find him soon, to find some way to free him soon, it wouldn't matter. He could pass on. He nodded, subconsciously choosing to go to the room with the new inhabitants. The light was alluring enough and with the woman's dissipation, he too glided to the living room as a moth to flame.
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When the next morning arrived, Steven was the first to get up. Everything seemed to be normal. The lights were all off, the fire had died down and there was a chill in the air. He stretched and shivered a bit but he needed to use the restroom so he pried himself off the couch and went to use the facilities.
April rose a few moments later and yawned. She shivered slightly and scooted to the fireplace in her sleeping bag to try to start it back up with banked coals. Once the wood was burning again she left it alone to take the chill out of the air. She got up and stretched a bit more and sat on the couch Steven used as a bed and stared at the fire. As she sat there she all of a sudden started hearing a faint buzz. She had a feeling what it was so she tested the wall socket again with her phone charger. This time, it blinked to life and started charging her phone. Finally, the electricity was working, but she'd still need to bring a roofer and an electrician to the house to test things and make sure everything was ok. She'd need to search for those on her phone using Wi-Fi for now until she got the 'net hooked up at the house. Steven came back and sat down next to her. She told him the electricity was on finally and he nodded. "Go out for some breakfast?" he suggested. "Then I should be getting back home." he said sadly. She nodded to both statements and they went off to grab a late breakfast. |
Benjamin found himself to do little but watch as the pair got ready and left for another meal out. He sighed, waiting, always waiting for someone to return. Ah well, the blinds were open, he could finally actually see outside. He watched a couple with their dog trot by wearing nothing but...but some extremely tight clothing. He'd observed it before from a distance, but he couldn't believe their clothes were so tight and revealing. The new times were quite immodest indeed. He shook his head and resumed his pacing throughout the house.
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They returned about an hour and a half later. Steven stayed inside only long enough to grab his things. He gave April a hug and then kissed her cheek before leaving the house, and April by herself. "Welp, back on my own again." she mused to herself. All the major, heavy things were already moved into place. She could put her own bed back together and would do so in a few moments. Now the electricity was working she turned the thermostat up so it'd start warming up inside the house.
She pulled out her phone and checked a few things before going to her backpack and pulling out some earbuds. Before she got off to working on unloading boxes, she searched for and called an electrician and a roofer both to come look at the house. The Electrician would be there in an hour, the Roofer the next morning. Once they were called she put her phone on to play music and popped her earbuds in to start listening to music as she opened boxes and started putting away dishes and other things into the kitchen. |
Benjamin listened carefully as she spoke on her handheld phone, still amazed at the sudden jump in technology. And they said that his time was an innovative time! They had nothing on the 2000's. He now had the times of when others would be visiting. Things would be more difficult now, as his timing had to be more precise with the possibility of only the one person noticing. The electrician and the roofer he had no hope for, but his home's occupant gave him all the hope he needed to continue.
He watched her, following her every step until finally she set a stack of dishes on the counter. He saw his chance, and using some of the borrowed energy, he knocked the top of the plate off the counter. |
She jumped when she heard a sudden noise behind her. She turned, and saw a plate on the floor, broken into a few pieces. She glanced over at the plates on the counter. They weren't tilted, they sat firmly. No way that could slip off and fall on its own. Suddenly the words the Steven said last night about the house being haunted slipped into her mind. She bit her lip and went over to the plate. "Hello?" she called out. "Is there a ghost in here cus if there is, I don't like you breaking my plates.." she said as she picked up the pieces and threw them into the trash.
She then laughed humorlessly. Of course, there's not a ghost, there are no such things. "You're being silly April, there's no ghost here. This house can't be haunted," she said to herself. "Okay if there's a ghost here, there should be cold patches...which there was...And...the lights coming on by themselves..." she was starting to get more and more freaked out. "Okay, Mr or Mrs ghost. if you're rea come and touch my hand! If you're there my hand should start to get super cold if you touch it!" She said as she held out her hand, palm upward. |
Benjamin smiled; there was nothing separating her from his efforts at communication now. She simply couldn't ignore a plate that broke on its own! He thought about nudging another as she was looking at it, but he was not trying to give himself the reputation of "malicious," perhaps merely..."trying." Yes, that was the word if "desperate" didn't cover it. He could see the pieces falling into place...warmer, yes, warmer...and she had it! With her command he stepped forward, taking her hand in his, but where his fingers would clasp he simply slipped right through. Looking into her eyes, he wished so desperately that she could see him back, that she could see how tired he was existing in this plain of existence. He needed to go where the dead belonged, not here in the land of the living, but whatever lay after. Please, please notice... He tried grasping at her hand again, Please...
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April waited for what seemed like a very long time, but finally, after she had held her hand there for a while, a cool pocket of air seemed to move over her hand and settle there. It hadn't been there before but her hand felt icy like she just stuck it in the freezer. "Oh....my....god," she whispered and snatched her hand back. "No no no no! There can't be a ghost here!" she exclaimed. She looked straight ahead of her but saw nothing. She waved her hand in front of her, and as she passed through his body her hand felt cold and a lot of it.
"P...please don't hurt me. I'm sorry if I'm invading your home but it was given to me by my grandmother after her death." she tried reasoning with an invisible ghost and felt silly but there had to be something there. Pockets of cold air don't float around houses or are intelligent. "I can't see you or anything, so I don't know who you are." she said and thought about deaths that were in the house. There weren't any that she thought of, except the one that was murdered back in the 1800s. "You aren't the ghost of that banker guy's kid, are you? The one killed in this house before my family got it?" |
Never did Benjamin imagine that his antics would actually work. She knew he was there, and for the second time in the span of a few hours he was addressed again. "Yes! Yes! That is me! I'm Benjamin! Benjamin Wright! Son of...son of Arthur Wright! I died here and I...I don't want to say," Benjamin said, possibly for only his own ears to hear but he actually spoke out loud for the first time in nearly two hundred years. "I'm not going to hurt you, I promise. I didn't even follow you when I knew you were going to change--I mean, I mean there was that mishap when you went to change to your pajamas, but I left immediately once I realize, I promise! I saw only your mid-riff! And and and...it was an accident. I just...I just want to go.." Yes, it was desperation. That was indeed the right word. He was desperate. And it was desperately that he now wished with all his might that she could hear him.
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