Ashes to Ashes || Sinful & Jealous Angel D
Allie hated being in public. Walking down the street, attending class, going to the grocery store, attending parties, she approached all with distaste. It wasn’t because she was anti-social and hated people – Okay maybe that contributed to her dislike of the public a little bit. Her problem was that she didn’t know who to talk to, who to look at, who to interact with. As soon as she talked to someone at a party it was always the wrong person. Not the wrong person in the sense that the person was boring or a potential stalker, it was because 9 times out of 10 the person was dead.
But talking to someone who no one else could see was not the worst part of conversing with the dead. Ghosts were unpredictable and came in many different shapes and colors. Some appeared and acted like they were still alive, going about their daily lives. Some were just a spirit, a faint shadow hovering over someone’s shoulder. Others walked and acted as if they were still alive. And others looked just as they had when they had died. Therefore, just walking down the street was occasionally unpleasant.
However, eating food was a necessary part of life. Which was why Allie was currently staring intently at the soup cans in front of her trying to ignore as many people around her as possible.