[ just as he's about to take a quick look at the clock on the wall to make sure she's not late or his clock is off by a few minutes, he catches something spawning seemingly from thin air right before his eyes. the hairs on his neck stand straight up and he's reaching for the holster on his leg―
and then it's taken the shape of a young, blond and bright eyed woman. there's a delay in his reaction― too busy staring at what's happening right here: a ghost. a real ghost has just entered his home.
gil snaps out of it finally, dropping his cigarette in surprise and fighting back the urge to bury his face in his hands. ]
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and then it's taken the shape of a young, blond and bright eyed woman. there's a delay in his reaction― too busy staring at what's happening right here: a ghost. a real ghost has just entered his home.
gil snaps out of it finally, dropping his cigarette in surprise and fighting back the urge to bury his face in his hands. ]
Don't do that!