forum A Sort-of Lion, A few Witches, A Not-Quite Closet(malfunction). Stalkers wanted.

Started April 04, 2018 by @Ca1iCa1--Is--Tired

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Lata was now kneeling on the floor, holding her head in her hands. Her head continued to throb and made the room seem as if it were spinning. Why won't this stupid headache go away?!

(that's what I do when I'm bored lol) Sam scowled at the creature. "Wait. If we're making food, shouldn't we ask Lata if she wants any?"

Sam walked off to find Lata. He knocked on the open door, not wanting to barge in unexpectedly

The knock made her head pound a bit, but she looked up anyways, seeing Samandriel standing in the doorway.

(naw he's just being passive-agressively nice rn) "Do you want food?"

Lata gave a small wince as her head continued to throb as she responded. "Maybe in a little while."
At the current moment there were 3 Samandriels blurring in and out of focus as she tried to keep eye contact.
(Gtg, ton of hw)

(Yessssss, I wanna see what nice Sam looks like lmao
I wanna throw my history packet out the window againnnnnn)

(hello I temporarily return before school) Sam frowned. "Suit yourself." He walked off, silently resolving to make extra food. "Lata doesn't want any right now," he told the others

Lucy nodded slowly, pursing her lips in thought. She made a mental reminder to go check on Lata as soon as she could.