♡, ☄, ☂, の ///don't hate me for the fact I love you///
DRUNK VOICEMAIL & PHONE CONVO:
PLEASE LEAVE A MESSAGE AFTER THE BEEP: “Casper, you there. You know, I just watched that movie and guess who came to my mind. You did! I imagined you silly, you and your ghosty ways. You know that tomb you got stuck in, maybe we should go there and get stuck in it together. I don’t think we’d ever get bored y’know, we could play scrabble and charades and dance. Anyway, it’s bed time for me now- Elena hold on- She’s trying to put me to bed. I’ll see you later, bye sweetcheeks.”
TEXT: Who you gonna call? GHOSTBUSTERS!TEXT: I drank too much, Casper.TEXT: I don’t want to end up on your side, y’know. I don’t want to die.TEXT: Can you come get me? I’m scared.
“Casper, Casper where are you?” Alex roamed around the cemetery, chucking his empty bottle of whiskey in to bushes near by. He stumbled as he walked, almost falling head first in to a grave stone directly in front of him. He chuckled and continued to walk before looking up at the sky and to a nearby willow tree that danced around in the wind. “Avery, come out, come out wherever you are,” he spoke to the air around him, hoping she’d appear to him like she’d done so many times before. “I’ll just wait here until you come to me. You better hurry though, my alcohols gone and it’s cold.”