Ghosts, People and a Touch of Romance (O/O, dark fantasy, sPoOpY)

Yes yes XD but hear me out please! A simple romance RP, meant to be wholesome and shit, meaning no smut! Cursing should be minimal.

A ghost is haunting the house of a human, leaving weird messages everywhere. Little does the human know that these messages are the attempts of a socially awkward ghost to flirt. The human is a bit clueless, having no dating experience whatsoever, and doesn't realize that maybe sending messages back isn't the best idea.

(Oml XD okay, I'd prefer to be the ghost if at all possible.)
(Btw, aren't you in the shower???)

(Lol)
(Okie, then let's get this started XD )

Ashley awkwardly scribbles out a message on a paper - "A flower as beautiful as you belongs in the ground" - and places it on the nightstand.

Ashley stares at Emily for a moment before disappearing. The sun was coming up.

Ashley watches, morose. By now, she thought that Emily would have figured it out.

Ashley huffs as the police show up at at Emily's place.

She stops the cops when they reack the house, telling them that it was fine.

With that resolved, she goes back in the house.

You know what, I should just tell her. This is the tenth time this month she's called the cops. she thinks.

She sighs and slowly makes her way to Emily's room.

"You do realize that those aren't death threats, right? Nobody's breaking in either." she calls out huffily.

(Boop)

Ashley's outlines appear, and then the rest of her fills in.

"Um. . . that would be me."

"A- Ashley June Sutherland. And I'm here because this is where I was killed."

Ashley looks embarrased.

"Um. . . yes? They aren't death threats, I promise. I'm just very shy, and bad at flirting. . ." she says quietly.

Ashley turns pale, the ghostly verrion of a blush, and disappears.

"Um. . . maybe them being death threats is more believable?"

Ashley's voice is about as quiet as it can get while still being audible.

"I. . . am not the best with people."

Ashley squeaks.

"I. . . yeah. . ."

"I already am, aren't I?"

Ashley squeaks again.

"I guess. . ."