Who: Madison Montgomery & Jaime Vegas What: Random Where: Town When: Yesterday Evening Warnings: It's Madison and Jaime, I assume language Status: Closed, in progress
Sometimes she really hated her life. Take coming back from the Morgue after work and being followed by the ghost of a guy who'd died from a heart attack. He was 98. There was no reason for him to linger as far as she was concerned. But there she was with a ghost of an old man following her and arguing with her. Which meant she was walking down the street talking to thin air.
Again.
"No, look. You should be seen and not heard, at the very least. I would prefer not to see you since you really have no need to be clinging. Your son loves you and your grandchildren love you and no, I am not telling them you love them too because they know. Of course they know." she grumbled as she pushed a red curl out of her eyes.
"No, really." she paused, "Look, this isn't my first time seeing a ghost, and look, trust me when I say it's just easier to let go. It gets super boring if you hang around here." she reached up to run her hand over her face.
They never listened. Too bad someone was around this time.