#;bobby

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The last decade had been rather boring, even for a ghost. The cemetery did get an extension though, but other than that nothing was something to keep the spirit entertained. Before, back when he only just recently passed, the kid the lived next door was always fun company, but once they ended up moving away, well... No one came to visit him other than him to begin with, and since his departure Bobby had no one. Tonight was just another boring night, but as the spirit took his usual stroll around the headstones an intruder caught his eye. He looked different, older obviously, but there was no doubt about it. The kid that used to live next door; he was back! 

“Uh, excuse me, but would you like a coffee?” Bobby couldn’t help the sheepish smile that fell on his lips, looking at the girl who seemed rather confused by his approach. “You see, uh the coffee shop was doing a special for couples and I really wanted to try it….I didn’t expect to get two.” The cupid felt his wings twitching through the glamour, trying to hold back the need to pet them in comfort. It was something he did when he was embarrassed and he could almost place that his ears were flushed red. He held out the drink to the female. Bobby just had to mention that the girl standing in the corner was his girlfriend and she didn’t like crowded places. Maybe it was the cupid in him that didn’t allow him to deny trying to give her the overly sweet drink, because he could have easily walked away with two for himself.

Bobby shifted his eyes toward the older male, tongue pressing against the inside of his cheek while he spoke. “I’m talking about when we’re around others. What you’re willing to do in a public restroom is more than enough for me to know.. But when we’re around others, you hardly acknowledge me. Are you embarrassed of me or something?” his concern was genuine.

Bobby sucked his thumb for a long time and was relentlessly bullied by Des for it, which only made it harder to stop

I remember what it was like.

Before you showed up, it was me. Every violent thought-- Every moment of wrath. I was the target.

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