⌘ Rowan Bryce Husher ⌘

Reunited | Spirit and Rowan

"That, that would be helpful. I mean, I could tell her things for you, if you want. Maybe she believes in spirits, which is oddly funny because hey, look at my name you know?" Shutting the door quietly behind her as she stepped out, she gave a smile and grabbed his hand. "You’re nervous," she whispered as she kissed his cheek. "It’s going to be fine. Everything is going to be great. I have you there to help me so what can go wrong hmm?"

Rowan nodded. Yes, he was rather nervous. He hadn't spoken to his mother since the night of his death. "So-- How do we like... get there?" He asked, looking at the girl beside him. Usually all it took was to close his eyes and think about the real world; then there he was. "Like-- how to we get back there if we're here..?"

Reunited | Spirit and Rowan

They both had their own ways of dealing with life. Rowan’s, Spirit had determined, was to explore as much as he could and keep to himself a lot of the time. She understood that and really, she didn’t hold any fault against him for being away. Taking the flowers, she smiled an looked up at him. “It’s not cheesy, I love flowers, so they’re perfect.” Turning back into the house, she grabbed the dead flowers out of the vase by the door and put Rowan’s in there. “See? They’re perfect.” When he mentioned meeting his mother, she bit her lip and blushed. “You think I’m ready to meet the mother?”

Rowan nodded, fixing his hair again. Nervous. What was he nervous? "Right about now she should be at the hospital.. doing her volunteer job. I-I'm sure she'd be happy to talk about me." He smiled slightly. Hopefully she would be. "She can't see me so... I'll help you through everything." Rowan tugged at his jumper again. He knew his mother and how she was. Rowan knew for a fact that she missed him and occasionally she would tell his younger, now, step sister about him, "I promise."

Reunited | Spirit and Rowan

Spirit was excited, she was finally going to sneak into the human world after being here for four years. She was sure not a lot had changed, but it was just the thought of smelling the fresh air and being able to walk across grass that wasn’t dead that excited her. And the fact that she was going with Rowan? That made it even better. She felt when they were together, they weren’t a ghost and a witch, they were people. And Spirit was pretty sure she loved the ghost that sometimes disappeared. Opening the door when it was knocked on, she smiled and stepped forward, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. “I missed you.”

When Rowan saw the girl standing in front of him he immediately smiled. It felt like ages since he genuinely smiled that big. "H-H-" Was all he was able to get out before he felt soft lips on him. Rowan couldn't help but take in the nice scent from the other girl before him. When she pulled away he seemed to be in a daze. "I-I'm sorry I haven't been around I--" He then remembered the flowers, holding them up a bit, "I got you these. Is that cheesy I--" He ruffled his hair, a nervous tick he often did. "I want you to meet my mom today. If that's not weird."