@ScarletAndHerSides
“Neither do I.”
“Neither do I.”
"I think I'm a bit of a downer honestly." He looked up and saw she was frowning. "Sorry….I said I wasn't gonna put myself down anymore…"
“It’s fine.”
"Okay…" He scuffed his shoe against the floor. "What do you wanna do?"
“Well what can we do?”
"Uh…sleep…and sleep….and maybe talk….and sleep…"
“Right.”
"So do you wanna talk or sleep?"
“Talk.”
"Okay then." He motioned for her to sit down on the bed. "Have a seat m'lady."
Lucille laughed and took a seat.
(Hold on food)
(Aw frick scratch that I get on at 8 CST)
(Kk, cya! :p)
(Hey I'm back)
(Eyyy wASSUP MY FRIEND.)
(MY DOOOOOOOOODDDDDD YOU READY TO RP?)
(YEE-YES>)
(LOL GERONIMO!)
Tyson sighed. "Do you thin the next portal will be earth?"
“Well at this point, all we can do is hope. Though I’m pretty sure it’s not going to. You know, I don’t mind but I wish I could have known before hand and back correctly for this trip.”
"Yeah at least we still have the Narnia bag, right?"
(… how about the Narnia bag is magical and follows them around?
Or nah.)
(No actually it just pops up wherever that's hilarious
Do it)
(I HAVE 20 MINUTES LEFT)
(Oh shOOT.)
“Well, n-… is that.. the…” Lucille answered, looking at a bag on a table strangely.
"I-I think! It is……" He blinked.
“I thought I left it… how…?”
Tyson got up and touched it cautiously. "Yeah it's definitely real…"
“What the heck?”
Tyson opened it. "THERE IS A FREAKING HAPPYMEAL IN HERE!"
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