Always with you SFW

[F4M][SCRIPT OFFER] Always with you ["Ghost" woman][Reassurrance after a loss][A bit mysterious][SFW]

Synopsis: (Listener) Lost his girlfriend at an accident. He's been visiting her grave for about a year. But one day, a weird-ghostly looking female appears (Performer). She knows a lot about him, but she doesn't know much about herself. She feels empty.
*You Play as the FemGhost*
*All characters are above 18.*
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[ ]= Voice, tone, mood, etc.
( )= Sounds effect I visualized.
I don't really mind how and when sounds are put. I believe that you, the performer, knows about this much better than me. You have full freedom.

                                                  	    ---Always with you---

[For a good part of this Script. Try a soothing and friendly voice. I am not sure if you should edit it to sound "ghostly", seems unnecessary but you'll know better.]
(Ambience, if you feel like adding it. Generic foggy graveyard)

- You must really love her, don't you?
[Pause, for him to make the questions]
- Where Am I? Who Am I?
- Look back. Trust me, I am not dangerous...
[Interrupted]
- No, wait. Don't be scared. Please, my intention is not to frighten you, I swear.
- Yes, I am aware that my current looks are a bit ghostly...

- What do I want? Well, "many things"[Make it sound flirty but not that obvious]
- But I was curious about you.
- Yes, you. For about a year, you have been here visiting her grave almost every day. She was your partner? Girlfriend? Fiance?

[Pause, some "mhm" I see in between. It's him telling the short story after all]

- I see. So you did love her a lot. Pity. What a tragedy. Certainly, it is a tragedy...
- Why was I curious?
- I think I can explain it. But, follow me. Let's talk at another place. Here it's getting cold.
- Trust me, I'll not take you to a trap or anything [misschievous yet sweet]
- Now please, follow me.

(Ambience, maybe the steps, cracking leaves, etc)

- Who Am I? Right, I did not answer back then.
- The truth is, I am not entirely sure.
- What do I mean? Parts of my memory are foggy. Things like names, ages, origin, etc.
- If I am human? Probably. But I cannot be entirely sure.
- Oh please don't be scared, as you can see I am very real and I swear, I'll explain soon.
- W-What? No, you are not hallucinating, nor dead, nor in a coma.

[Pause]

- If I know you? Not really.
- But I do remember who you are.
- Yes. I know your name, your age, your past, everything but the connection between us.
- Most of your memories, I know them. Your first day at school, the time you broke that neighbor's window, your graduation... even your first "kiss" [Teasing].
- Haha, no no. Don't be embarrassed. After all... you did very well [Kind of jealous].
- All of that, it feels as if I was there, watching you. Not sure how. I just... have those memories.
- Watching you. But never able to interact with you.
- I felt lonely... [Genuine sadness, or flirty. Up to your interpretation]
- Why did I ask about that girl? Well... the last memory I have was you crying at the hospital.
- After that, I was no longer a "spectator".
- I woke up here, at this graveyard. And for about a year, I've been wandering around here.
- Where do I live then? At a nearby meadow.
- I found an abandoned hut. I decided to stay there. I-I don't feel ready yet to go out from this graveyard.
- Others?
- No, I have not interacted that much with others. It was mostly people that also came here to visit their loved ones, but they got scared of me and ran away when I tried to make contact.
- But you... I felt something... different. And I was not wrong. You did not leave and I feel... hmmm.
- Oh, nothing.

[Pause]
(If you added ambiance, here you would need to either not add anything else and just stop it, or lower the volume of it a lot. It's indoors after all)

- Here. This is the place I'm using as a "hideout".
- Yes, I know it's a bit... creepy. But trust me. It's not that bad. [Giggles]
- Please, come in. As you can see it's clean. I keep it like this because I knew that someday... I would have a guest.
- Take a seat.
- Huh? Oh right, I don't have chairs.
- I'll put this soft blanket right here on the floor... there you go.
- I insist, take a seat.

- Why is it so empty?
- Well, after the first week I realized that... I don't have any "needs".
- I-I mean! I don't feel hunger, nor exhaustion, I have not got ill or any of those things
- I also realized that I don't even have the need to breathe, or even sleep.
- Y-You seem like you are used to hearing things like this?
- What do you mean? There are others like me that you have met?
- No?
- Then what?
- You do know how it feels to be an empty shell, wondering what to do now?
- Hmmm... I see.

- How is this place this warm?
- Well... it's not warm usually. But now that you are here and, for some reason, it is now.
[Insinuation of something else]
- Anyways, you had some questions that I didn't answer at our way to here. Right?
- Why was I curious about that girl?
- To be accurate. I was more curious about your feelings toward her.
- You do love her, even when she is no longer here. That's... beautiful [Kind of jealous once more]

- I Kind of feel like... There is someone that I loved so much despite not... getting to know that person.
- I am not sure who this person might be, but... I have the feeling that I was not able to know that person for enough time.
- Almost as if... I died right when I had that person in my arms for the first time.
- You... do not recognize me, not even a bit, right?
- Yes... but, I don't know.
- It may be because I saw you coming here so many times but... nevermind.

[Uncomfortable silence]

- Would you... like to see her once more?
[Silence]

- So-sorry! My intention was not to make you sad...
- No, no, please. I am so sorry!
- Even if you say it's not my fault I still feel responsible.
- Shh shh, come here sweety.
- Yes, yes. I'm here for you.
- Yes, I'll hold your head on my shoulder as much as you need.
- Let it all out, you have endured so much.
- It's ok, it's ok sweetheart, let me embrace you as you cry on my shoulder.

[Short pause]

(If you are up to some ASMR, you could even make your voice sound kind of muffled, as in, his ears are against you. One in the chest, the other covered by the arm/hand embracing]
- Hmmm? What is wrong my dear?
- No, is fine, your head on my chest does not bother me.
[If you want, add the heartbeat]
(A bit surprised)
- A heartbeat?
- That is... odd.
- I shouldn't have one, yet you are feeling it.
- Weird... now that you mention it, I do feel it too. But at the same time, I know that I am empty.
- I cannot see my heart to actually know if I have one, I have never asked that myself. Since I never felt a heartbeat or anything, I assumed I don't have one.
- But, I have this strong feeling now...
- It's like, a voice telling me that I am more than just a spectator.
- More than an empty shell, wandering around.

(Realization)

- Could it be that I am your gi...

(Hesitant)
- No, that's not it.

(Wondering)
- This whole time, I've been asking myself what I was... instead of wondering, what I want to be.
- Yeah...
- Perhaps, that is something that we can apply to you as well.
- What do I mean?
- I am not telling you to forget the past. But perhaps, instead of holding onto it, you should use those cherished moments to keep moving forward, to never end up being a hollow being.
- Perhaps, these odd memories of me being a spectator were never mean to make me remember who am I, but, what I want to be...

(This pause can be filled with sounds of stroking, breathing, etc. Anything soothing)

- H-Hey, what do you think?
- Do you think that there is a bond between us?
- What if it's just a coincidence because we both needed the same realization? That we should... move forward.
- If that's the case, then... we should stop worrying about any other question about that.
- Y-Yeah! We should... work on it.

(Soothing pause again)

- D-Do you wanna know what I want?
- I want to, get to know you better. Or rather, all over again.
- Yeah, not through those memories as a spectator, but with my own merits.
- I want to make my own and new memories.
- And I want you to be there for me.
- I know that, this may be too odd and that, it may have escalated so quickly but...
- Will you?
- Thank you so much.

["Long" pause. He fells asleep. You could also try  whispering for the following lines]

- Oh, he fell asleep.
- He looks really cute like this.
- There is no way for me to know what to do with my "current state", but the one thing that I know is that... I want to be with him.
- I'm just starting now. I'll have to fill his heart with new and wonderful things.
- For that, I have to fill mine first.
- And having him like this, seeing him so calm, resting...

(Gentle kiss. Like, in the forehead)

- If... I am his girl, as I thought. Then, I was given one more chance to love him again.
- And if that's the case... I've always been with him.

(Sleepy)

- How weird... I am feeling... hungry and tired. I should sleep next to him too.
- I want to wake up and feel like I was born once more.