@ScarletAndHerSides
(… um aPPLES.)
(… um aPPLES.)
(Lordy)
(Wow your mom would probably not like me because I’m not healthy.
I mean I like veggies and fruits but like. ._.
I generally don’t consume healthy food.)
(I wish I didn't)
(There there… )
(Should we RP now?)
(Popcorn!
(That means yes.))
(Okay lol)
Tyson sat down gingerly. "Oof the floor is cold…"
“Tyson, everything is cold.” Lucille sighed.
Gerard snickered.
Tyson rolled his eyes. "I know I know."
Lucille sat down quickly, happy to finally be off her legs. “I want chocolate milk for no apparent reason but to satisfy my tastebuds.”
"I want food. Period."
“Look in the bag.”
"You look in the bag."
“But the bag is next to you, not me.”
"Yeah but I was dunked in freezing water."
“Ugh.” Lucille groaned, she laid on her stomach and inched toward the bag.
Tyson watched her slug her way over to the bag. "Go slug girlfriend."
“Oh shut up, my legs are tired.” Lucille grumbled, sitting up when she reached the bag.
"And mine aren't?"
“That’s not the point.”
Tyson stuck out his tongue.
(They're so grown up…)
(Indeed. ^sniffles and wipes away tear^)
“What am I looking for again?”
"Food."
“Right.” Lucille said, digging around, “All I can feel is ice.”
"In the bag?"
“Well everything feels cold because I’m cold.”
"Ice Ice baby." He paused. "When did I become so weird?"
“Since the beginning of the icicles.”
"I dunno what that means but okay."
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