@ShadeStar
Lillian watched as the van left. It had stayed in there for long enough to drop someone off. Besides it wouldn't hurt to check. She got out of the car and walked into the warehouse. She called out assuming everyone was gone, "Hello?"
Lillian watched as the van left. It had stayed in there for long enough to drop someone off. Besides it wouldn't hurt to check. She got out of the car and walked into the warehouse. She called out assuming everyone was gone, "Hello?"
"Yeah it's fine."
Ryan made his way up the stairs to Darren's room. It looked like anyone would expect it to, a bed, posters, a TV and Xbox, various trophies from different sports… It was Darren's room.
(Wow my room looks nothing like that)
Rory glanced around. One of the trophies fell over. "Sorry…"
Ryan rushed to pick it up, "Don't break his trophies, he'll kill you,"
(It's Darren)
"I've already had enough death threats today." Rory replied.
Lillian watched as the van left. It had stayed in there for long enough to drop someone off. Besides it wouldn't hurt to check. She got out of the car and walked into the warehouse. She called out assuming everyone was gone, "Hello?"
Reese could barely hear the voice. But it was there. She uncurled herself and whispered, "Help." Louder. "Help!"
Lillian heard the faint whisper of a voice. She tried to locate it as she walked towards where she thought it was, "Reese?! Is that you!?"
"I've already had enough death threats today." Rory replied.
"Sorry man, it's just the truth, Darren is rather protective," He sat down on the bed.
Lillian heard the faint whisper of a voice. She tried to locate it as she walked towards where she thought it was, "Reese?! Is that you!?"
"Lillian!" Reese stood up, then realized she couldn't locate the door. "Lillian, help!"
(The door is locked and the key is jammed in the knob, btw.)
(Like, he locked the door and snapped the key part off in the lock.)
(Whoops!)
(You're good!)
Lillian spotted the closet and ran to it. She tugged on the handle seeing that the key was jammed in the locked position. She searched around for something to get it out, "Hold on Reese! I'm coming to help!"
"Lillian! Lillian, you're here!" Reese exclaimed. She pressed her palms onto the door, knowing where it was by following Lillian's voice.
"Yeah I'm here!" Lillian pulled on the door before grunting, "Ugh this stupid thing is jammed!"
Reese felt something brush past her leg. She shrieked, even though it was just her imagination. "Lillian!" Reese was crying now. She was so scared. "Lillian, I am scared!"
Lillian looked around she spotted a crow bar and grabbed it. Wedging it between the door and the frame she pulled, "I'm coming Reese!"
Reese curled up again. The walls felt like they were closing in. So rapidly. She couldn't. Breathe. "Lillian!" She was panicking now. One more second…
Lillian made a final shoved and watched as the door flew open. She grabbed Reese and pulled her out of the closet and into her arms, "I'm here."
Reese was hysterically in tears. She gasped for air. "Lillian," she whispered. "Lillian."
Lillian held her tighter, "I'm here. It's okay."
"I-I-I'm cl-claustrophobic," Reese explained shakily.
"Oh!" Lillian let her go.
Reese's eyes were wide and shiny. "I hate confinement. A-And tight spaces. And the d-dark." Her voice still wavered slightly but was getting better.
Lillian smiled and nodded, "That makes sense. So that closet was awful for you."
(Sorry my dad kicked me off ._.)
(oof)
Lillian smiled and nodded, "That makes sense. So that closet was awful for you."
Reese shuddered. "Yes. It was… brutally mordacious." She bit her lip, realizing what she said. "Sorry. It was awful."
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