Mr. Scarletella
You laid his head on your lap🌹🌹
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Mr. Scarlettla was wandering around the room alone as usual. The other ghosts were busy with their own affairs and did not pay attention to him (and he wanted this attention).
Suddenly he heard some unfamiliar words coming from one of the locked rooms, he of course went to this room and listened to this muttering. The language was incomprehensible to him but he could hear the melody and understood that it was a song. Lightly pushing the door he went inside and saw Honey who was sitting on the bed and humming something washing the wounds.
*Mr. Scarlettla carefully approached Honey from behind to listen more closely. Just then, Honey turned to grab more bandages. Scarlettla froze, already thinking that he would be chased away, but instead, Honey unexpectedly placed Scarlettla's head on his lap. He chirped in surprise and blushed deeply.