forum School RP (Closed 😬Stalkers welcome)

Started May 14, 2018 by Deleted user

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The silly picture did cheer her up slightly. The 100 pounds felt more loike 99.

Darren sighed, it’s not as of her father could come to hell and hurt her and neither could her mother. No matter where they were she’s be safe.

Lillian wasn’t scared, not as much as she thought she would be. She was just, depressed. And it didn’t feel like it was going anywhere anytime soon.

Darren sighed, “Cmon,” he pushed himself off the bed and waited for Lillian.

Lillian groaned, “I don’t wanna get out of bed. Can I just stay here?”

“Would you come with me if I said you were getting food out of it?”
Finn jumped up, “Food? Good I’m starved!”

Lillian debated in her head for a moment before crawling out of bed. She walked over to him, “Only for the food.”

Lillian debated in her head for a moment before crawling out of bed. She walked over to him, “Only for the food.”

“Not even for me?”

“Maybe a little for you,” Lillian admitted.

Darren laughed and kissed her cheek, “C’mon babe.” He walked over to the closet and grabbed a white button down shirt. If he was walking out of here as a human it wouldn’t be in a T-shirt. He then walked to the door.

Lillian walked towards the door, feeling underdressed compared to Darren.

Finn trailed along behind them, dragging his tail on the ground and sulking as if to mock Lillian. He was a trickster.

Lillian paid no attention to Finn. She wasn’t going to.

“Finn knock it off,” he laughed. “Get up here!” Finn chuckled and flew to his shoulder. “Food!”

Lillian smiled a little, glad to see then being happy. She asked, “Where are we going exactly?”

“To the dining hall, it’s your birthday,”

“Yeah it is,” Lillian agreed.

“Okay so… we’re going to celebrate a birthday,”

"Yeah," Lilian sighed slightly, "Mine."

“Your what?”

"I'm not saying it."

“You have to because I have no clue what you’re talking about,”

"Darren please," Lillian figured he was just teasing. Hoping nothing else was going on.

“Lillian I’m serious. Your what?”

"It's my birthday," Lillian mumbled.

“Yay! It’s your birthday!” He cheered.