forum School RP (Closed 😬Stalkers welcome)

Started May 14, 2018 by Deleted user

tune

"Lo so," he sighed, "La amo più di ogni altra cosa, non l'avrei mai maltrattata,"

Wren walked down the sidewalk casually. She noticed a house that looked familiar somehow.

"Volere. Entrambi. Di. Tu. Smettila? Je jure que je ne pourrai jamais faire une pause ici." She shook her head, biting back her amused smile.

Cooper sat on the front porch with an unlit cigarette between his fingers, his brother having cancer was a wake up call to quit but he still liked the feeling and the idea of a brain break every now and again.

"Don't side with him…" Ryan sighed.

Darren smiled a little, "Don't be sorry Lillian, depression can be fun sometimes,"

Lillian's frown faded, "I'll need you to explain that much. How is it fun?"

"I never said I was. But I'm not fully agreeing with you either. I'm just kind of in the middle. You two will be able to battle this out tomorrow. Tayln and Nikki are dragging me out to the hairdresser's. Not sure why."

Lillian's frown faded, "I'll need you to explain that much. How is it fun?"

"The voices that tell you to step out into traffic or kill people… You can talk to them when you get lonely," he joked, "They make for some pretty swell company,"

"I never said I was. But I'm not fully agreeing with you either. I'm just kind of in the middle. You two will be able to battle this out tomorrow. Tayln and Nikki are dragging me out to the hairdresser's. Not sure why."

"Well your little French friend better not ruin my damn plans or I swear to God…" he trailed off.

Lillian snickered, "Okay, I can see that."

"Plans? What plans?" "What hell are you sentencing me to?" He chuckled.

Lillian snickered, "Okay, I can see that."

"You just have to learn to make friends with them,"

"Plans? What plans?" "What hell are you sentencing me to?" He chuckled.

"My plans, none of your damn business plans but I don't want them spoiled,"

She threw her hands up in defense. "Don't shoot the messenger!" "Ahhh! But, regardless, I must be off. I have an early morning flight so sleep is important. I'll see you tomorrow!" "See ya Lou!"

"Befriending them is hard."

Cooper sat on the front porch with an unlit cigarette between his fingers, his brother having cancer was a wake up call to quit but he still liked the feeling and the idea of a brain break every now and again.

Wren noticed him. She couldn't stop herself from noticing the cigarette in his hand. "You shouldn't smoke," she called out to him.

She threw her hands up in defense. "Don't shoot the messenger!" "Ahhh! But, regardless, I must be off. I have an early morning flight so sleep is important. I'll see you tomorrow!" "See ya Lou!"

"My Lou, nice to meet you," he sang.

"Befriending them is hard."

"That's very true, but it's all worth the effort,"

Cooper sat on the front porch with an unlit cigarette between his fingers, his brother having cancer was a wake up call to quit but he still liked the feeling and the idea of a brain break every now and again.

Wren noticed him. She couldn't stop herself from noticing the cigarette in his hand. "You shouldn't smoke," she called out to him.

Cooper's head snapped up in surprise, "Who are you to tell me what I shouldn't do?" his words were defensive but his voice was weak.

"Au revoir mon cher! Au revoir mon nouvel ami!" He laughed and hung up. She chuckled as she placed her phone down. "He's ridiculous. But then again so are you." She smiled and kissed his cheek.

"I'm sure it is. Maybe I'll try it eventually."

"Well… I'm his 'new friend' so… That's a first,"

"I'm sure it is. Maybe I'll try it eventually."

"Be careful, the voices can be tricky and manipulative,"

"He's giving you a chance sugar. Don't waste it."

Lillian laughed in a sorrowful way, "I know that much."

Cooper sat on the front porch with an unlit cigarette between his fingers, his brother having cancer was a wake up call to quit but he still liked the feeling and the idea of a brain break every now and again.

Wren noticed him. She couldn't stop herself from noticing the cigarette in his hand. "You shouldn't smoke," she called out to him.

Cooper's head snapped up in surprise, "Who are you to tell me what I shouldn't do?" his words were defensive but his voice was weak.

(Is this gonna be, like, a legit ship?)

"Wren," she replied. "Like the bird. And smoking isn't good."

"He's giving you a chance sugar. Don't waste it."

"I wouldn't dream of it," he shivered, this name calling thing may be the death of him.

Cooper's head snapped up in surprise, "Who are you to tell me what I shouldn't do?" his words were defensive but his voice was weak.

(Is this gonna be, like, a legit ship?)

"Wren," she replied. "Like the bird. And smoking isn't good."

(If you want to… I SHIP IT)

"Good thing I'm not smoking then, huh?" He fiddled with it between his fingers.