When Lisa returned home from her night at the bar, she wasn't expecting to experience the same sensation that she had been sensing before. But when she walked through the door, reddened face from the cold and alcohol, she immediately felt on edge. Like she was walking into someone else's apartment, and they caught her.
And even though saying she was only tipsy was an understatement, she still knew this was the one. The damned apartment she was told to clean out all of her fondest memories from.
She closed the door with the kick of her heel and leaned her back against the wood. Rubbing at her temple with squinted eyes before shrugging off her jacket and making her way into the kitchen, in need of a glass of water.
Roseanne timidly stood from her place on the couch, eyes never leaving Lisa as she took in the sight of her. The woman throwing her jacket across the room and collecting water from the sink before gulping it down hurriedly.
"At least you know to drink water." Roseanne commented as she approached. Stopping on the other side of the island to watch Lisa as she sat the glass down and leaned on the countertop across from her. "Is drinking your only coping mechanism?" She wondered aloud. "Is there anything else that could help you?"
Lisa closed her eyes and eased her head down. Resting it against the cool granite in a means of abiding the thumping that was really beginning to bother her brain.
Rosie frowned and leaned closer. Not liking the look of distress overtaking the Thai's face. "Lisa?"
The frizzy blonde raised her head. Furrowing her brows from the haziness caused by lack of light, and the lingering sensation that she was missing something.
"I should sleep..." She told herself. Using her hands to prop herself back into a standing position.
"That'd probably be for the best." Rosie smiled. "You should get some rest."
Lisa began walking to the bedroom, using the walls as support seeing that the alcohol was really starting to take a hold on her system now. She's surprised she even made it home safely at this point. And Roseanne was curious about that too, given the state Lisa appeared in.
But she couldn't ask her how that went, and instead, could only follow the Thai in hopes that she'd fall into bed alright. Closing her eyes tight when Lisa didn't care to change politely and simply ripped off her tank top and jeans. Unknowingly throwing the articles at the ghost's feet and leisurely climbing into bed.
Roseanne peeked through her fingers at the sounds of sheets and pillows moving. Smiling softly as Lisa began nesting herself within the fabrics.
"Give a girl a warning next time." She chuckled, kicking through her clothes.
Lisa released a groan under breath and placed another hand on her head. "I should brush my teeth... eh, it'sss whatever. I'll jus' brush tomorrow."
"Yeah, just brush tomorrow." Roseanne agreed. "Missing one night isn't that bad. I've missed plenty of them now." She grinned. "I hope you feel better."
She turned to let Lisa be for the night. Making her way to the door as the Thai unintelligibly mumbled from within the sheets. Roseanne shook her head at the sounds whilst she walked, until Lisa uttered a few words that halted her leave.
"Why doesn't drinking work..." She grumbled. Burying her head deeper into the pillow. "And... thisss place feels so weird! Still..."
She looked back at Lisa, noticing that the blonde's eyes were looking around the side of the room she was facing aimlessly.
"It's... because of me." She sighed. "You feel me... my presence."
"I want it all to stop..." Lisa whispered out. Finally closing her eyes and giving into sleep as Roseanne dipped her head. Vacating the bedroom at last and walking until she was standing alone at the center of the apartment.
She had contemplated this before, when returning from Chunhua's. If returning to Lisa's was something she should even do? Because though she was thoroughly intrigued to see if Lisa really did have a gift, and could sense her... if today showed her anything it was just how uncomfortable her presence can make her too.
If only she had a way to tell her. Say 'Lisa you're not crazy' and explain that she was here. But like Chunhua said, third eyes close. And it appears Lisa's had, or whatever else allows her the ability to somewhat perceive her did.
"I should go, right?" She asked herself. "Obviously you're not helping. Lisa already has her Father's death to deal with, she doesn't need you now too..."
Roseanne cast a dreary look down the hall before exiting the apartment and beginning her rather spontaneous mission to find Yeri. Wanting to go over her dilemma of staying with the Thai, or offering Lisa some form of peace by staying away instead.
Even if being able to re-enter Lalisa's apartment alone possibly meant something. Or if what Chunhua had half-assed suggested was right, and Lisa was somehow her soul mate...
No, she wasn't. Roseanne was just telling herself these things to make herself feel better. Trying to give herself a reason to stay when all she's been doing thus far is stalking the poor girl for the simple reason of being completely and undeniably smitten with her.
~
Lalisa awoke the next morning feeling drained of almost all her energy. Wanting nothing more than to sleep for a few thousand more years, but the thin line of drool drying on her skin was enough to get her into the bathroom. Washing her face with the coldest water the sink could muster and letting it soothe into her skin.
Deciding she might as well brush her teeth, seeing she was already in the restroom and hating the sticky feeling on them. Yet that turned out to be a regretful decision, given she gagged due to lack of focus while trying to brush her tongue.
Resulting in throwing up nearly half a bottle from last nights beer tasting. It worsening the taste in her mouth as she leaned over the sink and contemplated just how hung over she truly was. Not wanting to admit to overly indulging herself in the pleasures of not feeling so many- well, feelings.
"You're so stupid..." She sighed. Slumping down to the floor and leaning her back against the cabinetry as she lost herself in thought. Like how many drinks she had, and when to draw the line next time. So she wouldn't have to throw up while brushing her teeth again...
Lisa closed her eyes and hiccuped as her gag reflex finally settled. After the bump in her brushing, she felt even more dehydrated than last night. And she could only assume she probably was. At any given moment her leg would cramp up and she'd be cursing more than alcohol and life itself.
With that thought, she hauled herself up from the bathroom floor and sluggishly made her way to the kitchen. Retrieving her glass from last night and rinsing it out before filling it to the brim and gulping it down. Opting for a second glass and sipping off it until her ears began picking up on a dull buzzing.
She sat down her glass and looked about the apartment. Squinting as the early afternoon sun that peeked through between the shades, before her eyes landed on her jacket. It laying sprawled across the couch, pocket vibrating.
Lisa sucked in a breath as she walked over and reached for her phone. Releasing a long sigh as she watched her mother's name flash across the lock screen, until she happily missed the call and was made aware it was the second she had missed. Amongst the several unread messages.
"God... what a morning."
She chucked her jacket to the other side of the couch and plopped down. Kicking up her feet and resting them on the coffee table as she lounged in contemplation. Reading the messages left.
Does she call her back? Does she really want to piss herself off more? No, not really. But if she doesn't, she'll just receive more and more missed calls and texts before the short woman books the next flight to Australia just to beat her ass. Even if Lisa had keeled over due to alcohol poisoning, her mom would beat her ass before thinking of any triple zero call or hospital visit.
"Man..." She grumbled while selecting to redial her mother. Not even a single ring passing until she heard her voice on the other end.
"Lisa!"
"Hi Mom..."
"Why were you ignoring my calls?"
She rubbed her face with her hand. "I wasn't ignoring your calls. I was just asleep."
"Asleep? But it's nearly one in the afternoon there?" Her mother pressed. "What have you been up to so late at night? Have you been boxing stuff?"
"No, drinking." She chuckled. "I'm hung over."
Lisa grinned further at the lack of an immediate response. Not caring at all that her mother was against her newfound drinking habits, though she's inherited it from the woman herself, she's sure.
"You're still drinking..." Her mother spoke. "Even after our talks."
"Of course." She laughed. "What? Did you think that i'd magically go sober after coming to Australia? Really?"
"I thought you'd be better."
"No. In fact, I'm worse." She smiled against the phone. "It's harder to cope than I thought..."
"Then come home."
"I still have dad's things to go through."
"Well aren't you almost done?"
"No?... it's barely been a week, if even."
"Well can't you just rush it?"
"Mom, what makes you think I can rush?" She questioned. "Why do you think I'm drinking so much?"
"Because you're lazy and make poor choices."
She sat up and ran a hand through her messy hair. "Really? I'm lazy?" She chuckled in irritation. "I'm cleaning out dad's things... I'm seeing his final pieces of belongings and it fucking hurts mom."
"Language."
"Bull shit."
"Lisa!"
"I miss him. I miss him so fucking much and you don't even care... All you do is stress me out so f-ing badly that I can't even take the full month to get his things situated without you telling me to rush it."
"I wasn't calling for th..."
"Sure! Oh sure! Of course you weren't! You were just texting me about status updates for no reason right? Just wanting to check in on progress so you can get me home and controlled as soon as possible."
"Lisa, I am not appreciating your tone or your apparent tantrum."
"It's not a tantrum, it's a vent." She stood from her seat on the couch. "I'm v-e-n-t-i-n-g. Because I need to get this shit off my chest and I have a headache on top of it."
"Stop drinking and maybe you won't experience so many headaches, Lis."
"This headache's from you."
Her mother scoffed. "You, young lady, are walking on a very thin line as of late."
"I don't care." She fired back. "And I'm twenty-one."
"Your age doesn't give you the right to talk to your mother like this." The woman stated. "While living under my roof, you'll treat me with some respect."
"I'm not under your roof anymore."
"For the remainder of this month you might not be, but when you come back you can bet your attitude is going to change. You may think you're an adult, but you're still a child. Look at the way you're acting."
"Maybe I don't want to come back. Maybe Australia has always felt like the better place for me."
"You're just saying that to rub it in my face that you enjoyed staying with your father over me." Her mother replied. "But now that he's gone, you don't have a choice. So you're coming home at the end of the month and th- what? Mother no-"
Lisa stopped her pacing and smiled at the sound of rustling and her grandmother's voice. Settling her down almost immediately.
"Lalisa!"
"Hi grandma." She replied warmly. "How are you?"
"Missing my favorite granddaughter!"
She chuckled at the chipper-ness of the woman's voice. "I miss you too. And I'm sorry for being away." She responded quietly. "I never wanted to leave you, you know?"
"Oh I know." Her grandma laughed. "It's your mother you wanted to. Can't really blame you, she's getting on my nerves a lot too."
She heard her mother scold her grandma in the background and found the sound of it rather healing.
"I just miss you." Her grandma continued. "Can't you call me more often while you're away?"
"If you promise to keep the phone away from my mother then I think I can manage that. Only for you."
"Yay! Can we do it that fancy way with our faces? Oh what do you call it... a ScreenCall?"
"FaceTime?" She chuckled.
"Yes! I want to see you..."
"Okay grandma." She grinned. "We can do that."
"Can we do that now?" The elderly woman spoke. The giddiness the older Thai possessed radiating off her in such a way that Lisa wouldn't be able to say no.
Looking around the box filled apartment, Lisa decided that she didn't mind taking as long as possible to put everything away. All distractions welcome. Smiling as she relaxed herself back down into the couch. Pressing the button that switched the call to a video one and instructed her grandma to do the same on her end.
"Aha! There's my beautiful granddaughter!"
Lisa felt her smile deepen as she sunk into the cushions.
~
Roseanne swatted at the bugs hovering around them, unaware that her hand movements would have no effect on the little insects that couldn't see her.
Yeri chuckled at the sight as they continued walking within the empty fields. Having spent the entirety of last night getting each other caught up on what their ghostly lives have been up to, they found themselves checking out where the soon to be Melbourne Maze and haunted house would be set up.
The both of them excited for the spooky season to come around. Especially Yeri, since she had been talking up the excitement of harmless scaring to a not so sure Rosie. Stating that being a ghost during Halloween had to be one of the best parts of not moving on.
"And man! You should have seen their faces!" Yeri exclaimed. Laughing. "Even Felix was impressed and he usually isn't one to compliment my scares but man, I got them!"
"I feel bad for the couple though..." Rosie frowned. "They finally got through the maze... did you really have to make their car act up?"
"It was harmless radio interference."
"You're telling me that messing with their car stereo and then allowing..." Roseanne lowered her voice. "Elijah, to speak through it is harmless radio interference?"
Yeri stared. "Yes?"
"Really?! I didn't know you were just as childish as Felix..."
"Am not!"
"I don't know, that seems rather childish..." She stated. Coming to a stop in front of a large tarp that had been laid out across a good portion of the field. Obviously for future use of something.
"It was fun." Yeri shrugged. "And as annoying as Felix is, he does know how to have fun."
"But it wasn't Felix's idea was it?"
"No... I guess it wasn't." Yeri replied quietly. Thinking back to that night, where Elijah had asked her out. And she had said yes...
So stupid.
Roseanne looked to Yeri and frowned further seeing her face had changed. Reaching for her hand with her own and moving a step closer. "You okay?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah. Just thinking."
"About?"
Yeri smiled at the hand squeeze she received and pushed down her previous thoughts almost immediately. "Oh just about how good of a person you are."
"What?" Roseanne chuckled. "Then why are you frowning?"
"Because you don't want to scare people with me!"
"Because it's not nice!"
Yeri threw her head back. "Ugh! What kind of a person are you trying so hard to be?"
Roseanne tensed. Releasing her hand slowly and eyeing questioningly as Yeri studied her back. "What... what do you mean?"
Yerim smiled softly. Shaking her head at the known negative thoughts Roseanne must be having. Reaching forward to re-clasp their hands together.
"Listen, I didn't mean it negatively, okay? It's just, I know how good of a person you're trying to be- that you are. But look where it's got you?"
Roseanne stared as Yeri rubbed her hand with her other.
"You're a ghost. We're ghosts. And I thought I was being a pretty nice person too, growing up. But life gave us the finger. And no, I'm not going to float around and terrify people aimlessly. But playful scaring? I let myself indulge a little bit this time of the year. For fun. Because this way of life is so... draining."
Yeri let go of Roseanne's hand. Bringing it up to the taller ghost's forehead and resting it there tenderly. "You know what else is draining Rosie?" She questioned the latter, who shook her head. "This is. Your mind. Your continuous overthinking."
"I don't-"
"Oh babe, you do." She chuckled. "You think too much about the things you can't control. Like your feelings..." Yeri let her hand drop. "We've had last night's conversation before. And now that I think about it, I'm certain it was only a literal day before..."
Roseanne stepped away from Yeri but the smaller ghost pressed on.
"You're worried! I get it! But what's worrying going to get you? You're dead Rosie... and just like what I said before, what I'm telling you right now is the same." Yeri explained. "You're not going to hurt her by staying near her."
"But... her feelings..." Roseanne voiced. "The sensations that I cause.... she doesn't like them."
"Because they're different. It's something new that she isn't used to. But she will be." Yeri silently promised. "Once she's accustomed to it, to you, whenever you're not around she's going to feel like something's missing."
"How are you so sure?"
"Because she's different! We both knew she was even before your new seer friend, Chunhua, began giving you ideas of soulmates and third eyes. And maybe she's right? So why not stick around and see?"
Yeri stepped forward once more and embraced the blonde. Not relenting her hold until she felt Roseanne's arms loop around her too.
"I told you before... that anyone would be lucky to have a ghost like you watching over them. And I mean that, whole heartedly. Please understand that and stop stressing. You're bringing my favorite holiday spirit down..."
Rosie smiled against Yeri's shoulder. Whispering to the ghost that she still wouldn't release. "Halloween's your favorite holiday?"
"Yes. It was even before I died." Yeri hummed. "And now, I have a new girl friend to spend it with."
"You wish I was your girlfriend." Rosie chuckled.
"You know what I mean."
"Yeah." She stated simply.
The two of them holding onto each other for a little while longer, until Yeri leaned back and grinned softly. "Don't you ever wonder about things that aren't related to if you're ruining Lisa's life by sticking around her for a day?" She questioned, half-jokingly. "Like, don't you ever think about the possibilities that can ensue if Lisa really is what this Chunhua thinks?"
"It's crossed my mind once or twice..." Roseanne rubbed her arms shyly.
"Okay, well... okay." Yeri put her hands on her hips and smiled. "I have a plan."
"A plan?" Roseanne repeated carefully.
"Yup." Yeri nodded. "And man... do we have a lot of work to do."
~
Lisa had almost forgotten it existed. So wrapped up in her father's things and mother's nagging that she only remembered it had when she suddenly felt it again.
The sensation.
She couldn't remember when it came back, or how. If she had entered a room where the blinds were open and stepped back into the limelight. Or if whatever microscopic cameras that had to be littering the apartment and streets of Melbourne were switched back on.
Either way, it was there. Not gnawing at her nearly as much as her mother usually does, but it did, to some degree.
Whenever she'd really focus her attention on packing things into boxes and moving them across the apartment, she'd forget it was there. But whenever she'd pause to collect herself, the feeling would come crashing into her like a wave. A tsunami of confusion, with her mind struggling to understand where the uncertainty was coming from.
Though, as consistent as the feeling was, it'd still leave her. Sometimes it would take Lisa leaving her father's apartment, where it would follow for a bit before fading. Passing her by, until Lisa was left feeling rather... alone? Amidst the more busy than not streets of Melbourne.
Whereas other times, she'd be preparing for sleep. Feeling quite shy of relieving herself of clothes, for reasons she couldn't say, until suddenly it was gone. And more often than not, she wouldn't feel it again until mid day the next.
It was odd, strange, and the more she'd think about it the more delusional she felt. So she'd stop. She'd ignore it and focus her attention on the things at hand. Whether it being her scheduled calls with her grandmother, or the ticking of the clock as days past. Her time to catch a break, heal, and get things done was running out.
And she can't say she wanted it to. Much like how she had told her mother that day. For it has been a little over two weeks now, since then, and she still wished to stay.
It only being the 27th of October. Halloween just a few days away. As well as her previously scheduled flight out of the country, and back to her own.
"I don't want to go..." Lisa whispered to herself as the next scene on the movie she had decided to watch played out. "I want to stay..." She sighed, clinging to the blanket that enveloped her while she laid on the couch. Positioned on it how she usually would, when curling up next to her father.
Unaware that the sensation she had been so busy trying to ignore, wasn't even there to ignore at all...
For Roseanne was busy chasing Felix and Yeri through the darkening streets on their way to the Melbourne Maze. A sighing Mason following in his board shorts and palm tree patterned tee. Watching as the 'kids' ahead of him enjoyed their ghostly state of being to the best of their abilities.
"Duck!" Yeri shouted to Felix in anticipation of the next throw.
"Where?! I love ducks!"
"No you galah! Duck!" She shouted. Ducking herself as another well thrown pebble flew past her head and through Felix's transparent frame. Banging loudly into a nearby trash bin and causing the several passerby's to jolt at the sudden noise and mysterious source.
"Yesss! I got you!!!" Roseanne shouted gleefully from behind them.
The two ghosts halting their run and turning to face the blonde that was approaching them.
"Did not!" Felix challenged.
"Did too! It went right through you!"
"You're just seeing things!"
"Like ghosts?" Rosie smirked.
"Alright, are we done with the games now?" Mason wondered with a chuckle as he walked up to the trio. "Besides, Rosie won. She totally got you."
"She didn't I swear!"
"She did too!" Yeri laughed. "And they're not games Mason. It's training... and do you see how well Roseanne is doing?! She can throw pebbles like it's nothing and controls lights like a pro!"
"Oh- the lights?" Roseanne mumbled in reply to Mason's raised brow. "She's just saying that..."
"No it's true! You should see her Mason, she's a natural!" Yeri bounced on her feet.
"The lights you say..." Mason hummed whilst bringing fingers to his chin in thought. "You've only been training for, what? A couple of weeks now?"
Roseanne nodded.
Mason glanced to Yeri and noticed how elated and proud the smaller ghost seemed. Something he wasn't too used to seeing, but really enjoyed the sight of. So he decided to give into the childish temptations that an aged ghost like him really shouldn't be.
But he did die young...
"Alright Rosie." He spoke, whipping his head back to the taller blonde. "Show me what you got."
"N-Now?"
"Yes. Now." He chuckled with a smile. "Come on, show me how much Yeri's been teaching you."
Roseanne's eyes flicked from Mason to Yeri, before back to the beach-casual ghost. "Oh god, this is a test isn't it! Because you were her teacher..."
"What? Rosie no." Yeri laughed. Heading over to the ghost and taking her hand. "I just want Mason to see how much you've progressed in such little time."
"You have been rather... impressive." Felix chimed in. "It took me months to even lift an object. Let alone, control the lights."
"Took Yeri at least a month or two." Mason acknowledged. "You'd be something really special if you could... so soon, that is." He spoke out as his eyes zoned in on a pebble beneath his feet. Reaching down idly to pick it up at study it.
He chucked the small stone before the group of people passing by could ever notice the floating object. Watching as it bounced within the grass not far from them, and rolled below the Haunted Halloween sign. It's amber glow illuminating the darkness surrounding it.
The others followed his gaze to the wooden sign before a happy Yeri beamed. "Oh, it's perfect!" She cooed. "Come on Rosie!"
She tugged her hand and pulled Roseanne towards the sign. Felix and Mason following and watching amusedly as Yeri placed Roseanne's hand on top of it.
"Okay, just like we practiced." Yeri released her with a smile. "Feel the energy. Focus it! Tell it where to go... what to do. Sense it."
Roseanne smiled softly. Meeting the eyes of each of her peers, before focusing her attention to her hand. Slowly closing her eyes and feeling the energy pool beneath her textureless fingertips.
Her mind fading from focus to her past two weeks spent between Lisa, Yeri, and even Chunhua. The elderly woman also bringing her on her own form of teaching, through clairvoyance. Focusing her mind to harness energy in better ways than even touch itself. Or so, the Chinese woman said.
And maybe that's why she was learning so fast? With an expanded range of teachings, she was almost sure to have started this learning process in a run, rather than walk. Showing exceptional abilities, for a near two month old ghost.
Even being around Lisa was almost healing... She forgot about all the troubles caused by her death and was able to let her mind relax on the woman's delicate features. Her round, up-turned nose that led into those beautifully shaped eyebrows she rarely ever got to see. The woman's small beauty mark beneath her left, so captivating to her, much like the rest of the Thai.
She smiled to herself as Mason's eyes widened, watching as the sign beneath the ghost's fingertips began flickering rapidly. Several groups of people fixed to enter the Halloween theme fields stopped to admire the eery, well innovated sign, as it's flicking lights grew brighter and brighter each second.
A small hum of electricity building within the small bulbs that encircled it's lettering. A noise that prompted Mason that something was about to happen.
Some people began taking out their phones to record the first object of their trip, while others took steps back. Feeling off put by how the lights were acting on the sign, and wondering if it was even supposed to do that at all.
"Rosie..." Mason whispered. Completely astonished by the strength he was witnessing. His name calling going unheard by Roseanne though, as she thought more of Lisa.
More than just how she looked, but how she acted, what she'd say. The way she'd get upset so quickly, and lash out at inanimate objects. Even breaking one, one time.
She had drank a lot that night... she squeezed her eyes shut at the thought.
Another call of her name going in one ear and out the other as Mason kept trying to regain her attention. The humming from the sign growing impossibly high.
Why must she always drink? She thought, smile fading as her fingertips began to curl around the wood. The thought of Lisa believing that drinking was the only way to feel better, or that drink was all she had agitated her. The way the girl was risking her body's health, when her mental health was so low already...
It made her upset that she couldn't be there for her. And though Roseanne was still a stranger, she wanted to try. Needed to try. Because her parents have Alice, Jennie has Jisoo, but who does Lalisa have? Besides her grandmother? Who the clearly heartbroken Thai still wouldn't talk to about her own feelings!
Life is such bullshit!
And before Roseanne could think on the matter any further, the electricity that had been building up was now to the point where it could no longer be contained. The bright flash of light caused her to open her eyes just before all the bulbs exploded.
The loud sound of glass shattering and the boom of a generator somewhere within the attraction made all the onlookers scream, and prompted Felix to jump between the still smoking sign and Rosie. Holding the ghost tight in his arms and shielding her from any danger that could come from the blast.
And he wasn't planning on letting go, until a soft tap on his shoulder made him raise his head to a soft smiling Mason.
"It's alright Felix." He spoke warmly, eyes already drifting to the electrical cables that were singed between each light. "Roseanne's a ghost, it can't hurt her."
Felix glanced to a bewildered Rosie and released her slowly, embarrassed as could be. Scratching at the back of his neck as Yeri approached in smiles of her own.
"You're adorable sometimes." She greeted Felix, before turning to Roseanne. "And you, mate, were supposed to make the lights glow, not explode."
"I didn't mean to..." Roseanne replied while eyeing the damage she had caused. Listening for the sounds of a fire truck she knew would come.
"This is impressive." Mason stated while turning to face them from the sign. "I mean, it's not something you should do, ever again, but... this is impressive. To say the least."
"Well how about next time, we stick to my original plan and just show Mason how you can control the lights? Hm?" Yeri looped an arm with Roseanne's. "By making them blink one by one or something, not this."
"Sounds good to me." Roseanne sighed while relaxing into Yeri's side. "That way, I won't need protecting."
Felix looked to Roseanne and smiled in return to the one she was offering. Nodding his head to her mouthed 'thank you' and inwardly gushing at the recognition that he had tried to protect her.
And after another minute or so of standing beside onlookers, the four of them decided that now would be as good of a time as any to enter the Melbourne Maze and play a good ol' game of hide and seek.
Even Mason agreeing to it, only after Felix promised not to cheat by floating up for a birds eye view. Like he usually would.
~
When Roseanne found her way back to Lalisa's apartment that night, she was surprised to find the Thai passed out on the couch. Snuggled beneath a blanket with just her head and frizzy, overly dried hair poking out, she couldn't help but smile at the cozy sight of her.
She made her way over to the far side of the couch and knelt down beside Lisa. Taking in her state of relatively peaceful sleep, before her eyes roamed to the kitchen lights across from them. Crossing behind the couch, Roseanne found herself in front of the light switch, her hand hovering just above it.
She knew why she had made the sign explode earlier, and it was simply because she let her emotions get the better of her. But she doesn't want to be one that breaks things when she gets upset, like others... Roseanne wanted to be healthy. Mentally, and as physically as she could. Just as she wants Lisa to be in life, she will be in death.
With that, she channeled the energy that was currently surrounding the switch, rather than the energy coursing through it. If she channeled what was currently passing back and forth within the hidden wiring, she could burst the bulb, or only halt it's light for a short span of time. But if she channeled what energy was surrounding it? She could use it's force to switch off the small button. And successfully turn the overhead lights off.
With a smile, Roseanne did the slightest downward hand gesture and gained a surge of confidence as the button moved and lights clicked off. Her un-beating heart feeling like it was racing with excitement as she jumped happily about. Only quieting down when Lisa had mumbled within her sleep. Shifting further down on the couch across from her.
Roseanne calmed herself before quietly heading over to the Thai. Watching as the frizzy haired girl found comfort once again within the warm blanket and heavy cushions. An invitation for the ghost to take a gentle seat on the other side of the couch, and watch over her.
Along with reliving the events of that evening, Roseanne allowed herself this time to relax and think about her plans for the future. Their future... and how she planned to make Lalisa's better. And seeing how she was attuning herself to her ghostly abilities in record time, with the help of her friends and some rather unflattering emotions, maybe it was time she tried?
Tried to be present in Lisa's life? Let her know she was truly there? Just like she had thought those couple of weeks before, only now she had came to the conclusion that she was here to stay.
So long as Lisa was.