❝we're more than just friends, you know that.❞
𐬽❀♬❀𐬽 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 ━━━━
. . .a year after her mother's death, 𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗮 𝗷𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀 plays an old cd, and three ghosts suddenly appear - the triplet brothers 𝗻𝗶𝗰, 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀 from...
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BRIGHT PART TWO
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Los Angeles, 2020
"Hey, Dad," Aria greeted as she walked into the family room. She had spent some time after the boys left just staring at the picture frame of her and her mother, and now that she was feeling better she had decided it was time she talked to her father about the whole house situation since she knew he was currently trying to get everything set up. "Wat'cha working on?"
"Well, now that the house is on the market, we need to add some photos to the website," Ray explained before gesturing for the girl to come over. "Help me pick some good ones."
Aria obliged and moved across the room, sparing a glance in the direction of the couch where her brother Carlos was busy playing a video game. She grabbed the feet he had propped up on the pillow and pushed them down making Carlos send a look in her direction which she ignored.
"Got this batch right here," Ray said while Aria leaned over his shoulder to look at the pictures of the house.
"These are really nice," Aria complimented.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah!"
"Thanks," Ray said. "These didn't turn out, though." He switched the photos to the ones of the studio where three bright dots were seen in frame. "The ones from mom's studio. It's like.. little lights and dots all over the place. Kinda look like orbs, right?"
"Orbs?" Carlos asked, instantly sitting up with a curious look on his face while Aria just stared at the screen. She assumed the dots were because of Nic, Chris, and Matt.
"I've seen some freaky stuff about those on YouTube," Carlos said as he leaned over the couch to look at the pictures better, "People say they're ghosts," Aria stood up at that and looked to her brother, "Do you think that's Mom and she made some friends?"
Ray chuckled softly, "That's a nice thought, but there are no such things as ghosts."
"Sounds like someone's spending too much time on the internet," Aria said, despite knowing that Carlos was right. "You can just trash those."
"All right," Ray hummed. "So trash, trash, trash."
"Um, Dad?" Aria asked.
"Yeah?" Ray said as he looked to the girl.
"I was thinking, if we're just moving 'cause of me, and you and Carlos wanna stay, I'm fine with that," Aria told him.
