Finally, she entered one of the rooms. We had to climb over a bit of rubble and debris to get inside. Letting out a sigh, I looked around. The sun flowed in through a shattered window on the wall before me. I saw dust particles floating within the rays. The floor was covered in trash and random objects, like a smoking pipe and empty bottles. “Gary. You can come out now, child.”, Angelique cooed within her sensual accent. My brows meshed as I watched her walk over towards the closet. Squinting my eyes, I studied her actions as she knocked on the walk-in closet door three times. She then backed away. Just then, a translucent and ethereal being flew out of the closet. I could tell that he was male from his muscles and his mustache. His sort of shaggy hair was just barely long enough to flow about him. “Oh, girl!”, he exclaimed, tossing his translucent hand through the air, “where have you been? Banshee Barbie was looking for you last night!” Angelique let out an aggravated sigh and shook her head. “That ghost is always looking for someone to wail to.”, she slurred, crossing her arms, “anyway, child, I wanted you to meet the new owner.” I gasped as the strange creature turned his attention to me. He giggled and floated over to me, through the air. My eyes widened as I watched him encircle me. The more he saw of me, the larger his smile grew. I couldnt help but be a bit frightened of him. “Oh, hes a cutie, Angelique.”, he cooed, flowing back over to her. I jolted at this, making a very confused face. She giggled at me. “Are you going to show him the ropes?”, he questioned, getting her attention again. She smirked at this. He floated within the air above and next to her, kneeling down. He looked to Angelique, to me, and back to her. “I feel like...you should start him off.”, she slurred, squinting her eyes and smirking, slyly. Im sure I made a strange face at this. He looked over at me and smiled. However, upon seeing the concern, fright and confusion within my eyes, his smile faded. “Well, have fun, boys.”, she sighed, walking towards the door. I blinked as I watched her in silence. Gary floated after her. “But, but, but...”, he managed, sounding just as frightened as I was, “he doesnt seem like hes okay with gay ghosts.” I couldnt help but giggle at this. He turned back to me, looking confused. I shook my head. “No, dude. Im perfectly fine with people being gay.”, I explained, walking over to him, “Ive just never seen a ghost before. Thats all.”
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