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"What can you deal?" She teased him running her fingers though his hair pulling him closer by wrapping her legs around his torso. 

"I can deal with you. Which is, y'know, A LOT!" He laughed and kissed her forehead, making light of the joke.

"I’m sure it’s nothing"she laughed bending down and picking up the pot putting it back away. "Maybe were just going crazy." she laughed and pushed herself up on to the counter sitting.

"Yeah...maybe." He leaned into her as she sat, resting his head on her shoulder. "I am a big ass pussy for paranormal shit. I can't deal man."

"The bitch ain't got a cool ass sense of humor like you, that's all."

"This is why I smoke from the bong. Blunts are bullshit, really." She set down the rolling papers and sighed.

"Babe, you really think a hairbrush will help?" she laughed Slowly she walked into the kitchen and there was nothing out of place except a pot on the floor. "See it’s nothing."

"It's better than nothing!" HE followed behind her holding out the brush and looked down at the ground sort of relieved. "Yeah but ghost don't just sit there waiting for you...they keep going at it in small increments of terror."

As he grabbed her she turned around to face him. “What if it was nothing though? We don’t even know if it’s a ghost..” she whispered holding his hand.

He looked at her with worries eyes and turned to grab the nearest hairbrush insight. "Let's go see what it is then, detective."

As he held tighter she gently wiggled out of his arms and turned around. “What the fuck..” she chewed her lower lip and started to slowly make her way to the kitchen.

He grabbed her arm quickly before she could get closer to the noise. "Have you never seen a scary movie before in your life?! You should know that going towards the noise doesn't do much good!" He whispered franticly.

"Hell ya, I’m the Knight and your the Damsel." she grinned happily. As his smile got bigger she looked at him her smile growing as well. "Me too.." she said softly. As he pulled her to him she relaxed into him. Silence passed until there was a loud crash from the kitchen causing her to jump slightly.

"Your damsel.." He shook his head knowing it was true. He held on to her tighter when he heard the ruckus in the kitchen. "OH what the fuck, why us? Why?" He said with a sigh.

Autumn giggled and held him tight and kissed his chin. “You and me both, But I would protect you.” she smiled up at him pushing all his hair from his face pecking both his cheeks.

He rolled his eyes and looked down at her with a slight smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Oh you are my Knight in Shining Armor." His smile became full spread on his face as she kissed his cheeks. "I fucking hope it's a nice ghost.." He mumbled and pulled her closer into his chest, kissing her hair.

Once in his arms she gently wrapped her arms around him and smiled at him sheepishly. “I was gonna say..Maybe we have a ghost on our hands..”

He shook his body and cringed thinking of it. "I hope not...I have never met a ghost but thinking of it gives me the heeby geebies."

"Nothing it’s silly." She waved her hand and tossed the rag into the hamper.

He pulled her arm as she passed him and lurked her closer to him. "So what if its silly? Tell me what's your theory."

As she scrubbed the wall she was relived to see the hand prints washing away. “That would actually be waaaay more pleasant than what i was thinking.” she laughed tucking back a strand of her hair as she finished up cleaning.

He raised an eyebrow at her. "And what do you think it is?"

She looked at him and raised a brow. “Well if it wasn’t you.who was it?” she asked letting go of him to grab a rag to clean the hand prints.

He shrugged and leaned on the framing of the bathroom door. "I have no clue. Shit, we may be getting robbed by someone with really bad hygiene." He joked lightly but still had some curiosity as to what it really came from.

Once he was close enough she grabbed his arm. “Why is there dirty hand prints in my bathroom?

He got to her and directed his attention towards the hand prints. He scanned his mind for anytime he came in with hands filthy like that and came up with nothing. "I didn't do that if that's what you are going at. I haven't even left the house in 2 days."

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"Whyyyyyy?" He whined a bit as he pushed himself up fromt eh cushions to her voice.