@Elder-God-Jacks347
"Why thank you." She smoothed down her hair. "I ought to say 'no, no, no sir.'"
"Why thank you." She smoothed down her hair. "I ought to say 'no, no, no sir.'"
(Awww bye!)
"Okay," Lillian played a blue card on top of the other one.
(Yeet)
(Finally! You're back!)
(Sorry! I had to work stuff out with my coach. Being varsity football and varsity swimming is a shit load of shit. EVERY YEAR)
(I feel bad for you.)
(Hey)
"Why thank you." She smoothed down her hair. "I ought to say 'no, no, no sir.'"
Ryan scooted closer to Belle with every word until he was smashed up against her side, “mind if I move in closer?”
(Hey)
(Hey)
She laughed, shrugging. "At least I'm gonna say that I tried."
(I feel bad for you.)
( I mean it’s a lot of work and it sucks ass but I’m sure colleges well appreciate the effort)
(Sorry, had to get my computer going!)
"What's the sense in hurting my pride?" He kissed her cheek with a smile.
"I really can't stay." She shook her head, trying to pull towards the door.
"Well, baby don't hold out," Ryan looked at Belle almost expectantly… Ty doesn't know who to make things in unison, "But baby it's cold outside,"
(How does unison stuff work across different characters? I'm just gonna assume she did it too. It's like the one time it's acceptable to control another person's character.)
"I simply must go." She tugged out of his grip for the door.
"But baby, it's cold outside," he practically begged.
(Yup!)
"The answer is no." She turned away, trying to be stern.
"But baby, it's cold outside," The begging persists.
"Your welcome has been" She turned back, melting a little.
"How lucky that you dropped in," he walked past her, going back by the bed, his fingers dragged along her back as he passed.
"So nice and warm." She smiled apologetically.
"Look out the window at that storm," he huffed down on the bed, staring up at her.
"My sister will be suspicious." She tried to justify.
"Gosh your lips look delicious," His gaze fell to her lips, he sand like he was in a trace.
"My brother will be there at the door." She flushed, trying to get her argument across.
"Waves upon the tropical shore," he moved his hands like he was conducting an orchestra before resting his head on his hand and staring at her with a 'this is ridiculous' smile, but he loved every moment.
(Hello again)
(Hello Sly!)
"My maiden aunt's mind is vicious." She sent a bright 'yeah but you love it' smile back.
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