Many people seem to think that life and death are polar opposites, and that it's all black and white. Really, it's more grey, honestly.
Scott died a while ago, during a shift at work. It was his second-to-last night, and he was stuffed in a suit while leaving a message for the new guy. Mike still feels guilty about the whole thing, and I don't blame him. I would too.
I've never been a believer in the paranormal, but now I guess I have a reason to be one. Because the most extraordinary thing happened.
It began, I guess, when I started to just... notice the tiny things. For example: my cat would really start freaking out sometimes. He wouldn't even go near my room. I guess that's a lousy example, though. Oh geez, I'll just cut to the chase.
My boyfriend is a ghost.
<< This is a WIP, of course. I don't know if I should finish it. Thoughts? >>
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Purplephone One Shots
FanfictionYeah... so this is all my one-shots for PG x PG. It'll most likely all be AUs provided by my lovely friend Maddy or you guys, so you can request stories. (No NSFW though, alright? Implied NSFW is okay I guess, but I'm not gonna write sex scenes) Obv...
