Now, as funny and cute as it was to watch them, I had to make myself face the reality that they were ghosts. "That's enough,“ Stormy Eyes declared, making his brothers keep quiet. All the while I had been exchanging words with brown hair, stormy eyes hadn't said a word. He just stood there, folding his hands and watching the whole scenario play out. It made me wonder what he was thinking and if he was usually this quiet. “Pardon our manners. These two idiots are my brothers," he explained. “This stubborn one here is the youngest of us three, Calvin," he said, as he pointed toward the blonde. "Ignore him. I'm the sweetest person on this planet," Calvin said with a toothed grin. Brown Hair rolled his eyes, "Dude, you're a ghost. Most people don't even know you exist.“ “And this one who talks like a walking encyclopedia is Mason, my immediate brother," stormy eye introduced. Calvin laughed. Haha… that suits you very well, Mason.“ “No, it doesn't," Mason pouted.They looked reall
“Of course. Come join me," I motioned for him to join me to eat from the bowl, which he joyfully agreed to. Mason scoffed. "It's funny how you don't even know how to prepare a single thing in that meal but you are acting like the boss."I smiled. “That's where you're wrong, grumpy Mason.“ Calvin laughed “Grumpy Mason! That's one hell of a funny name.“ "I'm not grumpy," Mason disagreed. I shrugged my shoulders, “That's not how I see it. If you want a taste of this meal all you have to do is ask.“ “Yeah, Mason. You just have to ask,“ Calvin supported. "I don't remember you asking,'' he said to Calvin. I sighed “Alright! I'm in a generous mood this evening because of this meal you guys prepared, so I won't be stingy. You can come eat with me," I declared proudly.“Are you being serious right now?“ Mason asked. "Why do you guys keep asking me that ? You have better take my offer before I change my mind." "Okay... I'm just going to eat because you literally asked me to and not be
You never can tell when you might fall in love with an asshole. Unfortunately, they don't go around carrying a plaque, announcing that they're douchebags. One just has to be careful with their heart but, at the same time, not too careful so you don't miss out on the one that's important for you. I really couldn't understand the ideology behind all that. Anyway, I was happy that I got to have these three brothers here with me and I was going to try my best to find out what happened to them. My best shot would have been to find out if any accident occurred in this building before I moved in, even though I knew there wasnt any. By the way, something sounded funny. “How come you guys know about the story your parents told you when you were little but can't remember your past?" I asked. “That's because, when we do something that kind of relates with whatever we loved doing in our past life we get a flash of our memory,“ Mason answered. ‘Yes, what Mason just said is true But we've also
I felt the sunlight hit my face and I knew it was time to get up. Taking a look at the digital alarm clock that sat on my nightstand I knew I only had a few minutes left before it would go off and I would have to get up and get ready for work. I savoured the remaining minutes smelling my fresh sheets and thinking of everything that has transpired during the last one week after I agreed to help Drew and his brothers. From the little information I was able to gather, there hadn't been any accidents in the building for over ten years. So, the probability of them having the accident that turned them into ghosts happening in my apartment was struck out. I also found out that their names didn't come up on the tenant records of the building which could only mean that they never rented an apartment in this building but Drew still sticks to the fact that this was where they lived.Everything was getting a lot more confusing. What I've been able to find out from my little research about them w
Three hours, thirty-three minutes and twenty-four seconds later into work and I'm already getting a monstrous headache. Point taken, having a ghost hovering over my head as I try to figure out a good enough topic for the upcoming time's magazine, is detrimental to my health. “Can you at least find somewhere to sit down?“ I shouted, “You've been pacing non-stop since I got to the office and believe me when I say that you're being a major distraction.“ "Oh, sorry," he said and stopped his pacing. Finally, some peace and quietness, I said to myself as I began working again. "So…"Here we go again, I mumbled under my breath. It's been barely a minute and I couldn't even enjoy the quietness I wanted. "What is it this time around?" I asked, already frustrated by the unasked question. "What are you working on?“ He asked.I looked up at him puzzled. I wasn't expecting that question since he has been troubling me about finding a solution to their issue. "Pardon?""What are you working o
How do I tell her that I wasn't talking to anyone on the phone but rather there's a ghost in my office and we were having a discussion?That's going to sound silly and crazy. No one in their right state of mind is going to believe that. I know I've told Cassie before now that there were ghosts in my house but what if she didn't take me seriously. Yes, she is my best friend and all but there's a limit to what someone can believe.Let's be logical here, you can't just tell your best friend that you saw pigs flying and then she will believe it because both of you are friends. So, I decided to go with whatever she had concluded. ‘Yeah, I was talking with someone on the phone."“Arright, so I'm Just going to give you the highlights of the information I have gathered on Maria,“ She started, getting down to business."Good."“So,“ Cassie began. “Maria De Capo worked as an art editor at our company for ten years. Got promoted twice to the head of the art department and then Managerial posit
It's amazing how my best friend can switch her moods easily. That's one of the reasons why I love her. We complement each other so well. “No, you're not sitting on him. He is behind you,“ I informed her. “Are you serious?“ She asked, fear evident on her face. “Damn serious,“ I assured her, nodding my head in the process. Drew on the other hand glided behind the chair Cassie sat on and began making some spooky faces close to her. I don't know if that was meant to be scary but it was making me want to laugh. Seeing that his efforts at making scary faces weren't working, he moved on to a fun dance that I don't even want to know about its origin.Wait. Let's go back for a second I think I've seen that dance in a movie.Yeah, the scooby doo and shaggy dance. I've got to give it to him. He was making a good replica of the dance although there was no Scooby to accompany him. The thought of Drew dancing with a dog made me almost laugh out loud but I tried to suppress it. Drew, on the o
The cab pulled up to a luxury shop on the fifth avenue. I gave the cab driver his money, tipping him in the process before I opened the door and came down. "Remind me why we are at a luxury shop again?“ Drew asked. “Because the recent clue led us here“ I replied ‘"I don't see the connection, Amanda,“ he stated. “How does our story connect with a luxurious boutique?“ He asked. "That's what we are here to find out," I replied as I began walking towards the door of the Mall “And lest I forget, it's not a boutique but a mall." I corrected him."I don't see the difference," Drew muttered before continuing with his speech. "There's a boutique in the mall and we are clearly headed towards it,“ he pointed out.I snorted. "That's because it's on the first-floor dimwit.“ “Are you here to get a change of wardrobe?“ Drew asked as I got to the door of the boutique. I opened the door and got inside before giving him a reply. "That wouldn't be a bad idea. Since I'm here already, I might as wel