forum Oh, It's You Again // O/O // Closed

Started June 13, 2019 by @bubblegum

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“You…you are when you do that,” Bridge mumbled.

"I'm a murderer. How could I possibly be cute?"

“I…I don’t know. But I think you are. When you…roll your eyes, at least.”

Scipio sighed. "Whatever…" His hair was still especially fluffy from the shower.

Bridge smiled a little bit, continuing to pet his hair. It was so incredibly fluffy. Like a dark cloud. A raincloud.

"I'll have to comb my hair at some point… it's all over the place." Scipio blew a bit of hair out of his face.

“I…I think it’s fine,” Bridge responded, nevertheless going to brush some of it out of the way of his eyes.

"You just like petting it."
(It's kinda funny to think they've been having this whole conversation with Scipio's head in Bridge's lap)

((It’s a mood for sure))
Bridge blushed a little bit, continuing to pet his hair. “Kind of.”

"You're literally a terrible liar. Just admit it."

“Okay…I like petting it,” Bridge said truthfully, blushing some more.

Scipio nodded. "There you go. Now, that wasn't so hard, was it?"

“Not…not really,” He admitted, looking back to Scipio.

"You're not allowed to lie to me, you hear? I will always know."

((He knows everything tbh))
“Okay,” He agreed softly. Scipio did seem to know everything he didn’t say, somehow.

(He's good at reading people, but not really social cues)
"You wouldn't want me upset with you, now would you?"

“No…why?” Bridge looked down at him, his voice quiet.

"You know what I've done. I don't want to kill you, but I could."

“I…I know you could.” Bridge didn’t know why he was bringing all of this up now, either.

Scipio hummed a bit and closed his eyes again, seemingly content with giving vague, creepy answers.

Bridge pressed his lips together, unsure of what exactly he was doing, but not minding it either.

(Bridge is into some weird shit)
"Now what? We already caused trouble and had foreign language lessons."

((Hes not necessarily attracted to that, he just doesn’t mind it lol))
“I…I don’t know. Did you…want to do anything?” He asked.

(Lol)
Scipio shrugged. "There isn't much to do."

“You’re right,” He mumbled, looking past him to the wall again.

"'Tis the life in an asylum. Dave won't come back for a bit because he's pissed at me."

“Oh. Okay,” He responded, voice still small from their conversation before.

"You're being very quiet for someone who typically doesn't shut up."
(Bridge isn't that loud, Scipio just isn't used to talking to anyone at all)

“Oh. I…sorry,” He said, trying to speak a little louder.

"Why are you being quiet?"