forum Anyone up for a soft fluffy rp? || 2 slots open || Gay, Poly?

Started February 01, 2021 by @ClownB*tch eco

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Ah, I missed that little detail.
Oh, the @? You don’t have to have one, but many of us use it so people could tag us and things.
Sure!

ah, good to know, thank you! anyhow, do you guys want me to send my starter?

sure!

alrighty then! also, just as a heads up, my replies can get to be pretty long//

Anja had gone out to get groceries. The bags rustled as he walked, and him fiddling with the lock was audible from inside the house. The man shut the door behind him, and sat the groceries on the ground. The groceries in question weren't anything special, just milk, eggs, bread, etc–general food items. He took his coat off and hung it up, untying his boots and sitting down, taking a moment to decompress. It had been a long day at work, and he laid his head back on the couch as he gave a sigh of relief.

"I'm home, by the way," he announced loudly. Anja hoped not to have awoken anybody from sleeping, but it was 3 or 4, so everyone should have been up by now.

Lee ran to help Anja with the groceries, "Hey! How was shopping?"

Atticus appeared from the hallway, still in his pajamas. He had slept most of the day, after pulling an all-nighter the day before. He yawned as he made his way to the living room and sat down on the couch. He would help Lee with the groceries in a few minutes. "How was work?" He asked Anja with a smile.

Lee finished putting away the perishables, shooting a smile towards the couch Atticus was sitting on, he asks, "D'you got the rest of this or should I help you?"

"I've got the rest," Anja mumbles as he makes his way to the kitchen. He but away the rest of the groceries in their respective areas, and then went to sit back down. He shifted as he attempted to get comfortable, frowning in discomfort.

"Work was a drag today. I had to sit and babysit some idiot today, because he hurt his finger on the machines. It's just like… why would you try and wipe off a part on a machine that cuts metal?"

Atticus watched as Anja stood up and put the remaining things away. When Anja sat back down, he sighed. "Oh, you must've had a terrible time," Atticus said with a slight frown. He shrugged as he leaned further into the couch. Just letting himself become lazy for a couple of minutes more, before having to get up and do something productive. "Some people just don't think before they do something. I know sometimes I certainly don't, but still, that must've sucked."

bruh my reply didn't send :( //

"It was a bad time," he remarked, "but I'll get over it. The guy will hopefully have learned his lesson. What's important is how your days have been. How've you been holding up, Atticus, Lee?"

He also reclined into the couch, grabbing a blanket to warm up. He was cold, and his cheeks were beat red from the weather. He'd come in the house earlier caked in snow, and the wind that came in pouring through the door was chilling. Anja, however, took solice in his friends, and closed his eyes for a moment.