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He sighed, and made his way off the roof.
He sighed, and made his way off the roof.
Cammie eye's lingered in his spot before grumbling and laying down on the roof. She felt bad for the cut she gave to the man after him being so nice to her, she had no doubt that the others will think of her as a monster. There was always a reason she tried so hard not to interact with people………….because they will always judge.
"Ok, ill see you later!" Pheonix wnt into the kitchen and started to make the brownie mixture
(Brownies now? XD )
(it's never not time for brownies XD)
Evie shut her door and pulled her diary out of her bag. She stroked the cover and murmured, "Hello, dear Ovna."
(EVERYONE GETS BROWNIE POINTS XD )
( Brownies are ok…)
(Points and Brownies…… my 2 favorite things)
( Brownies are ok…)
(TBH i dont like eating them, they're too sweet! i prefer vanilla cake with chocolate buttercream lol. )
( Brownies are ok…)
(TBH i dont like eating them, they're too sweet! i prefer vanilla cake with chocolate buttercream lol. )
(That sounds so good XD )
(lmao we should a Notebook.ai convention and then ill bring like 300 cakes lmao XD :D)
(THAT would be AWESOME, we could cosplay as our characters or something, too :D )
(that would be awesome!)
(Someone talk to andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) about this, please! For reals!)
(General Chat ;)
(I'm not sure if I would go though, depends where its held and if I should go )
(I am back)
(You missed our talk about having a convention for Notebook.ai X)
(Lol yeah)
(It's also in the General Chat)
(lets continue with the rp.)
(If we have people here
Besides us two)
Vivian wakes up suddenly, looking around confused. When she realized where she was, she let out a quiet groan.
"Stealing. Magic. Magic s-stealing," Vien rambled on with a shrug. He finished with his cookies, downing some of his glass of milk before reaching for what looked like a tiramisu cake
"That sounds about right," Beau agreed, nodding faintly as he set his half-eaten cookie down, glancing towards the others in the dining room. He was a bit glad that Vien seemed a to be doing better, so now he could focus on few other things.
Vien hummed in agreement, finishing his sweets before refilling his glass of milk. He took a long drink before setting the cup down, glancing at the different people around the room
Moraphe came downstairs, holding his shoulder. Blood seeped slowly through his fingers.
He went to the sink and began to clean himself up.
She sighed, and settled for eating a chocolate chip cookie.
Beau's eyes traveled towards Moraphe, noticing the blood that was staining his shirt and his skin. Furrowing his brow in concern, he studied the old man, wondering what had happened to him before he glanced back towards Vien. "Is it just me, or is he bleeding?" Beau mumbled with a confused tone.
“Definitely bleeding,” Vien mumbled, squinting as he watched Moraphe leave. “W-Who do you think did that to Santa?” he asked quietly
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