Yes yes XD but hear me out please! A simple romance RP, meant to be wholesome and shit, meaning no smut! Cursing should be minimal.
A ghost is haunting the house of a human, leaving weird messages everywhere. Little does the human know that these messages are the attempts of a socially awkward ghost to flirt. The human is a bit clueless, having no dating experience whatsoever, and doesn't realize that maybe sending messages back isn't the best idea.
(Heh hiiii)
(Oml XD okay, I'd prefer to be the ghost if at all possible.)
(Btw, aren't you in the shower???)
(I had just gotten out lmao)
(And yeah absolutely lol it's your rp babe)
(Lol)
(Okie, then let's get this started XD )
(Okay you start then)
Ashley awkwardly scribbles out a message on a paper - "A flower as beautiful as you belongs in the ground" - and places it on the nightstand.
Emily, was asleep in her bed sleeping soundly as the paper was sat down
Ashley stares at Emily for a moment before disappearing. The sun was coming up.
Emily woke up and sat up on her bed rubbing her eyes looking around a little and noticed the paper on her nightstand she picked it up and her eyes grew wide "who the fuck- "
Ashley watches, morose. By now, she thought that Emily would have figured it out.
Emily had in fact not figured it out because..she is a goofy bitch, instead she called the cops freaking out over a letter she had found and claimed there might have been a break-in and she was unsafe
Ashley huffs as the police show up at at Emily's place.
She stops the cops when they reack the house, telling them that it was fine.
With that resolved, she goes back in the house.
You know what, I should just tell her. This is the tenth time this month she's called the cops. she thinks.
She sighs and slowly makes her way to Emily's room.
"You do realize that those aren't death threats, right? Nobody's breaking in either." she calls out huffily.
(Boop)
Emily jumped off of her bed at the sound of the voice her breath hitching "who was that?"
Ashley's outlines appear, and then the rest of her fills in.
"Um. . . that would be me."
"What the fuck- who are you and why are you in my house?!"
"A- Ashley June Sutherland. And I'm here because this is where I was killed."
"You've been leaving those notes?"
Ashley looks embarrased.
"Um. . . yes? They aren't death threats, I promise. I'm just very shy, and bad at flirting. . ." she says quietly.
"……I'm sorry a ghost is flirting with me?"
Ashley turns pale, the ghostly verrion of a blush, and disappears.
"Um. . . maybe them being death threats is more believable?"
"Let me just say that 'a flower as pretty as you belongs in the ground ' isn't exactly friendly. "
Ashley's voice is about as quiet as it can get while still being audible.
"I. . . am not the best with people."
"That doesn't mean write weird letters to them."