@KalamariCakes
John blinked upon opening the door. "What the fuck,"
John blinked upon opening the door. "What the fuck,"
"You tell me!"
He glanced between everyone, then slowly, almost comically, shut the door and quietly snuck off.
((Mood))
Lol. Johns entire existence is a Big Mood)
"Hello person I assume is a ghost. How was your painfully exsistance?" Iris asked, as usual being a reckless idiot.
John blew a raspberry from outside the door.
"Iris you are a goddamn idiot." She muttered, sitting up. "What- how-"
"Your mums a goddamn idiot." Iris retorted in their thick London accent.
"I acutely remember not taking LSDs this morning, so lemme know when the stranger's gone, yeah?" John spoke nervously through the door.
"Not now Iris!" She snapped, turning back to what seemed to be Freddie Mercury eating the half melted reeses John left as an offering. "Why-"
"He has good taste." Iris commented, flopping their head into Lucy's lap and looking up at her.
John was calling his mom through the door. "So. Um, mom. What's for dinner?"
She ruffly poked him in the cheek, waiting for an answer.
"Well, you did ask for guidance, didn't you?"
"I told you jumping out at them like that was a bad idea."
Lucida screamed again. ((Idk who the second ghost will be.))
John tossed his phone aside cluelessly. Wiped his face and grimaced, "Im confused, Lucy,"
"So am Fucking I!"
Cliff Burton?//
"Welll… Does he like the reese's?" John asked sheepily.
"Wait, holly fuck! Are you Cliff Burton?" Iris asked to the second ghost, eyes wide.
John puckered his lips awkwardly.
"I think?" She called back, scootching behind Iris
"I fucking stan you! I loved your bass playing! I have almost every album of Metallica on my phone!"
John's eyes flitted from everyone.
"Can some one please explain what the fuck is going on?" She asked, still panicking.
"Ghosts," John murmured.
(Who's rping which ghosts?)
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