[b]Grief’s a funny thing… It feels like a story someone tells you, instructional and utterly fictional, until it creeps up on you. Taps you on the shoulder. Calls your name. 
Grief is the chloroform on the hankie. It’s the arm that grabs you. It’s like a vacuum simply sucks all the air out of the room and someone tells you to “Keep breathing.”

Saying goodbye is the most convoluted aspect of grief. It’s the knife in your heart but the antidote to your anguish. But what if you did all that? What if you survived it? What if you said your goodbyes? Funeral done. Grave dug. Will examined. Casseroles eaten.[i] “Sorry to hear it”s[/i] on repeat until you finally believe yourself when you reply [b]“Thank you, it’s okay.” [/b]

What if you’ve gone through all of that and suddenly… They come back?[/b] 

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Muse 1 lost Muse 2 on Valentine’s day. The irony is crippling, I know. Freak accident. M2 had a bicycle basket full of roses and breakfast pastries ready to deliver to M2. They were like that, M2. Thoughtful. Romantic. They were cycling through grey, rainy London to M1’s flat, smiling smugly to themselves as they pictured M1’s face lighting up. But they never got to see that. A driver, still drunk from the night before, sped through a red light and knocked M2 through the air like a bowling pin. It was all over the news. Every local news station, every local newspaper. 
“Beautiful, young M2 dies at the hands of drunk driver”
Apparently, the onlookers were bending down picking up the scattered rose petals after the ambulance pronounced them dead at the scene. Someone even said the croissants were still warm.

M1 is, obviously, heartbroken. They can’t believe M2 is gone. Forever.
Until, they’re not.
There’s a knock at the door late one night. It’s approaching Christmas and M1 is dreading it. Christmas without the love of their life feels particularly UNchristmassy. Where’s their kitsch Christmas decorations? (No, seriously. Who got them in the will?) Who will play Christmas songs on repeat until death threats are distributed? Who’s going to beg to put on Love Actually for the 14th time? 
As if their spirit couldn’t cope with the idea of M1 spending Christmas with anyone but them, they knocked on the flat door. London looked particularly grey and miserable that evening, the street Christmas lights doing little to brighten the mood. But that knock? It was theirs. They always did one particular rhythm. It was an in-joke of theirs. A secret code. And there it was again, after nearly a year. 

M1 looks up from drunken gift wrapping with tears in their eyes. Was it a delivery driver? A neighbour? They weren’t to know that exact knock was M2s. Only theirs. But when the front door swings open to reveal a face all-too-familiar and entirely impossible, M1 realises that there really no such thing as resting in peace. 

Do we have to say goodbye again?
How long have they returned to Earth for?
What are their intentions?
Will they ever “pass over?”
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Hi, lovely reader. If you’re still here after clicking that hider up there, thanks for reading! I know IC’s can sit getting dusty for quite some time (sometimes forever) but I’d love to actually get something off the ground with this plot! If you’re a lover of supernatural love stories, slice of life vibes with a bit of grit and a lot of “tongue-in-cheek” then this could be for you!
I enjoy having an RP alongside some serious ones that is easy-writing. Fun. An opportunity to be silly, to be cute. 

I do have some preferences with who I RP with, though. (I know. How demanding.)

• Be passionate about writing! - Plots like this are only successful if you’re into snappy dialogue, descriptions and a wee bit of fluff! Otherwise it’ll get terribly boring and risks being a bit monotonous.
• Balance - Let’s have fun with a plot that isn’t hugely serious… But let’s respect the storyline.
• Character Development - I really love on my characters. I love to explore them. Let’s create characters with depth and dimension?
• Posts - Is it needy to request lengthy posts? A good couple of paragraphs at an absolute minimum. No pressure for daily posts (although that’d be lovely) but when you do post, I’d love to see a meaty one. I’ll match that, don’t worry!

Anyway - Let me know if this interests you at all! We can change things up. Adapt. Bandy ideas about. 

Help me bring this idea to life instead of it getting mouldy in the IC ;)