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(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(May I join?)
(Absolutely)
(Thx)
Stormy pulled out his phone and called 911. "Hello, yeah um….(tells the police about the situation and the address). Ok their on their way it's gonna be ok." He said, hugging Paige and stroking her hair.
"Ok, ok…" Paige whispered, tears streaming down her cheeks.
(He just left…)
(Hey, WHY DO YOU HATE YOUR CHARACTERS????? CANCER?????????????????????/ OMGGGGGGG)
(He just left…)
(Ugggggggggggggg)
(Hahaha)
ヽ║ ˘ _ ˘ ║ノ oops)
(Not funny… -_-)
(â•ರ_⊙)
(CAMIE IS FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
(Did someone give you a sock?)
(Yes, my mom when I did the laundry AFER THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL!)
(CAMIE IS A FREE ELF!)
(Yes she is!)
(FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE)
Name: Sammy
Age: 16
Appearance: purple wavy hair up to her shoulder, bright red eyes
Cliche: cheerleader
Clothing: a short white skirt with shorts (like a scort thing of you know what that is) red tang top
Personality: nice, shy
Other: a stammer kind of person
(This good?)
(This good?)
(Yeah!)
(Rp anyone?)
(Yeah!)
(Where would my character start?)
They eventually got to Darren's house. He was glad his father was on a business trip so he would have some time to think about how he was going to break the news to him. Darren pulled a chair from the dining table and put it in the middle of the room and went upstairs, when he returned he was holding an electric razor and giving Lillian a sorrowful look.
(Where would my character start?)
(There's a football guy named Brody who usually doesn't have much to do if you wanna befriend him. He's like always on)
Lillian looked at him as she took the razor, "Maybe it won't be so bad?"
"I love my hair." He said sadly, "What are you going to run your fingers through?"
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