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Amir wasn’t sure what he expected when he agreed to tutor Matteo at his place. But one thing was for sure, a warm, greeting wasn’t one of them. Immediately getting attention, Amir couldn’t help but straighten up and put on a charming smile, soaking up all the attention he could get. He couldn’t help it. After living in an empty quiet house that was the opposite of this one, Amir turned to other places for the feeling of being wanted, and he was definitely getting it here. Maybe this wasn’t a bad idea. “Hello,” he greeted the lady that started to drag him, unable to help himself as she insisted that they eat.
He glanced at Matteo when he spoke and said they had to go study, wanting to tell him he didn’t mind pushing that to later. But then again he didn’t want to stay here for too long with Matteo, and god knows how long their study session would last. So he just kindly said, “Thank you ma’am, but we really should get going.” With that, he was released to follow Matteo. He couldn’t help but look over his parents and take in the wonderful smell of food. He wasn’t sure when was the last time he saw his parents dance like this or when his mother cooked for him. Maybe never, and the thought brought an empty feeling to his chest, hurt flashing across his face before he went back to smiling.
Dreamchild I post at the gym
Christopher was bored out of his mind and needed to entertain himself in some way. He couldn’t stand Mr. Spakoan ranting on and on about History as if it was the worlds most prized possession, not after having to listen to him all day yesterday. That guy was seriously going to make his ears bleed if he had to listen to home once more. So here he was, ditching history class today, and making his way to the gym.
Chris wasn’t even sure if the gym was occupied, empty, or going to be used in a few minutes, and honestly, he didn’t care. He just wanted to ply with a basketball for a few minutes, maybe get his mind to stop thinking about the things that’s been bugging him lately. Dressed in Adidas joggers and a black T-shirt, he pushed open the double doors and walked in.
“I got it!” Isabella called out as she made her way down the stairs and to the front door. Her dog was already barking at the door, eager to meet their guest. “Coming!” She calls to the person who was on the other side of the door, pretty sure it was Elisa. “Move Becky,” she tells her pet, who didn’t even listen. After opening up the door, Isabella smiled brightly at the sight of her friend. “Good. You made it. Now come in.” She opens the door wider for her to walk in. This wouldn’t be the first time Elisa has come to her place, so she was used to the large house and crazy dog. “We’re going up to my room. Becky, you stay here.” She tells the two as she closes the door. But Becky didn’t want any of that. Instead, he excitedly circled Elisa.
Her reaction was priceless, and he couldn’t help but softly chuckle. She really hated him, but he was going to change that. “It’s a date then, and I think it does mean I’m winning.” He winked at her before she turned away from him and left the classroom. Even though she wasn’t there, he couldn’t stop smiling to himself as he thought about her.
End of Rp
Troy was taking his well-deserved break from.... well, life. After having to perform so many spells for people and himself, while also trying to gather information, and let’s not forget his twin brother that sometimes could get very annoying, Troy really need a drink or two to bring down his stress level. So here he was at the bar, walking up to a stool and asking the bartender for three rounds of shots. He didn’t find himself here much these past for months, at least not alone. Yeah, this would be the place where he found his hookups, but then again so would be the club. He was a “young” man after all.
He gave the bartender a small nod as if to thank him when his drinks were presented, and then reached out to take a hold of one. He brought it up to his lips and tilted his head back, welcoming the burn. As he did so, he caught sight of a familiar face from the corner of his eye. With an empty glass and a smirk on his lips, he turned to the young lady. “Well, isn’t it Kikyo.” He looked over her, finding her the same as he did centuries ago. It was hard to forget a well-known face, especially when you’ve been stuck in Warwick for your whole life.
If he were to be honest, he wasn’t actually honored to meet her again. If anything, he kind of found it as a joke, one that he plans to enjoy. “Is all the rumors true? Did our devil queen join the good side?” He asked a look of disgust in his eyes.
Lol dead. The struggle is real. Good luck on that, both making the character and finding the balcony.
I saw u telling dreamchild about it and I was she’s crazy... but like I can’t talk cuz I’m currently making three more on top of my already 12 characters.... And try searching for balcony. Y’know those nice all stone big ones u see in movies. I tried and just couldn’t.
Lol. Me. Also, I posted with Isabella
The residency of Rita, Henry, Ariana, Juan, Gael, and Matteo Fowler.
Anna was actually worried that he would explode over her for being so idiotic to not have been paying attention while running. But seeing him not do that relaxed her a bit. At least they weren’t that hurt. She softly laughed at what he was saying, glad he wasn’t making anything a big deal and being gentle about it. Still sitting on the floor as he goes up, Anna squinted her eyes when she looked up to him. She actually felt guilty for hurting him in the eye, especially if it was going to leave a bruise. “I’m sure your date wouldn’t mind a black eye,” she smiled a little as she said that, not even considering if he had one or not. “Some concealer would help though.” She adds. Knowing she couldn’t sit for too long, Anna moved to push herself to stand. “Ouch. Ouch. Ouch.” She mumbled as she put most of her weight on one foot. The movement had caused her to wound to bleed even more from the pressure, and she knew she had to get it cleaned and bandaged soon. “Do you by any chance have a tissue?” She asked.
School gym. Want to start or want me?
Oh my god. And trying to get a fast pass for that ride is impossible. I lived the scent of the ride, the flower one like. Ugh. I seriously wanted to ask if they had it in a perfume bottle.
Dreamchild. Where should we Rp them?
Anna pushes herself up after having to fall onto the concrete. She moved to sit up, all the while making a face from the pain of moving her knee. With one earbud already out and the other barely hanging in her ear, she was able to hear the person speak. Her eyes settled on the young man that she ran over. “I’m so sorry, I wasn’t paying attention.” Anna tells him and straightens up only to flinch in pain. “Tsk ” she hissed when she adjusted her knee. Glancing down to her right knee, Anna found her leggings torn there and her knee raw and bleeding. “I’m okay... just a little scratch.” She assures him, even though it didn’t look little. She pushed a strand of her pink hair out of her face, feeling her ponytail coming loose now. Looking back up to him, she asked, “Are you okay?” But seeing that his eye was covered with his hand, she knew he wasn’t okay. “God, I’m so clumsy. How did I hurt you?”
Amir held an indifferent look in his face, not wanting to let Matteo know that he was getting under his skin. He just stared down to him, pretty sure by now that his patience was fading and a glare was forming in his eyes as the boy in front of him smirked like that. Had it been another time, with a different situation, he would have thought it was cute... wait what? Amir got rid of that thought before it could properly set in.
Now he was just thinking about what Matteo just said to him. In his mind he was denying everything he said. He wasn’t selfish. If he had been, he wouldn’t have stopped him from pounding the shit out of Roland. He wouldn’t be spoiling his girlfriend with so many gifts. So he wasn’t selfish. But deep down in his heart, he was telling himself it was true. But once again, just like before, he got rid of that thought before it properly settled.
“Let go of me, asshole.” He grumbled and shoved him just as Matteo pulled away. “You don’t know shit.” Amir wanted to say more, but he was actually afraid that if he did, Matteo would change his mind and not let him tutor him. So for now, he had to keep his mouth shut and followed him.
Amir held an indifferent look on his face, not wanting to let Matteo know that he was getting under his skin. He just stared down to him, pretty sure by now that his patience was fading and glare was forming in his eyes as the boy in front of him smirked like that. Had it been another time, with a different situation, he would have thought it was cute... wait, what? Amir got rid of that thought before it could properly set in.
Now he was just thinking about what Matteo just said to him. In his mind, he was denying everything he said. He wasn’t selfish. If he had been, he wouldn’t have stopped him from pounding the shit out of Roland. He wouldn’t be spoiling his girlfriend with so many gifts. So he wasn’t selfish. But deep down in his heart, he was telling himself it was true. But once again, just like before, he got rid of that thought before it properly set in.
“Let go of me, asshole.” He grumbled and shoved him just as Matteo pulled away. “You don’t know shit.” Amir wanted to say more, but he was actually afraid that if he did, Matteo would change his mind and not let him tutor him. So for now, he had to keep his mouth shut and followed him.
Dreamchild. Okay good. We could already say they know each other from sharing classes together. Want to Rp when he asks her to be his date?
