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Maria: I haven't really played others as of late, so I'm not as familiar as I once was.
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Me: Yeah, okay, sure. Do you want me to post, or do you want to?
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Me: Oh, sorry, I'm actually using Sorow for a quest rn soooo no ahah sorry
Connor: You think you're safe in your bathtub, listening to Bach when BOOM! A psycho appears! Do you throw the vase, or run and scream in terror?
Lucy: *sigh* Guess which video game that is...
Lucy: *sigh* Guess which video game that is...
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Ash: Aren't you supposed to be cleaning?
Me: Yeah... Shhh, don't tell my mum
Blake: *Sits in the corner with a thermometer in his mouth* I'm not sick.Alex: Well, you feel like it. *feels his forehead*
Blake: *pulls away, but ends up hitting his head on the wall*
Alex: Smart going, Blake. *takes the thermometer out of his mouth*
Blake: *looks down and hiccups*
Alex: *frowns, looking at her twin*
Me: I'm in love~ with this cover of 21 guns by green day https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mgH_R...Jeremy: I've played t-that on the p-piano, it sounds s-sad but sweet. *looks at Blake semi concerned*
Blake: I'm fine...Alex: Yeah okay; Mr. I have an 100.4 fever. *frowns*
Blake: *Hiccups not making eye contact*
Me: I like it!
Jeremy: M-maybe you s-should go r-rest, Blake.Me: I was learning it on guitar but then it broke.
Blake: I'm not really... *sways and passes out asleep*Alex: Gotta love sleep medication. *sighs and sits down*
Lottie: *jumps into Alex lap and squeaks*
Alex: Eek! Ferret! *carefully moves Blake's cinnamon colored ferret*
Alex: Is that sarcasm. Or are you actually saying I did good.Blake: *curls up and mumbles something*
Jeremy: H-he's stubborn, you got a-around that, so you really d-did good. I-I know you care about him and when he's stubborn but we know he's not okay.
Alex: *smiles* Thanks. Lottie: *runs over and pokes Blake* Ek?
Alex: *picks up the ferret* Also, I'm not sure a 100.4 temperature is very good.
Blake: *shivers*
Jeremy: N-no, I-I don't think so.
Me: I've had a 100.4 temperature before.. Not fun! I was also in soo much pain. I pretty much spent my summer in the hospital.Alex: *feels Blake's forehead* He's shivering like he's cold, but he's actually burning up. *sets Lottie down*
Lottie: *scampers to the other side of the room, acting silly*
Blake: *curls up tighter*
Jeremy: *looks worried* W-well is h-he okay? D-did he eat something bad? O-or go near someone who was sick? M-maybe it's side effects from meds?
Alex: Could be side-effects from the medication. But also, he could just be getting sick. *shrugs* Blake doesn't really tell me much. *watches Blake shake in his sleep*
Jeremy: *sighs*He n-needs to, w-when he does feel s-sickly he needs t-to let one of us k-know so we don't worry about him.
Alex: *nods* Yeah, But he's stubborn. And doesn't like to open up a lot.Blake: *mumbles something about an institute*
Alex: He's the stubborn twin. I'm the pushy twin. *sighs quietly*
Jeremy: *walks over and sits next to him* *feels his forehead* Y-yeah, he's burning up...
Blake: *whimpers*Alex: Maybe I should get him something to help him feel better. *watches Blake worried*
Blake: *Wakes up and holds back a gag*Alex: Blake? *looks at him worried*
Blake: *looks from Jeremy then Alex* I.. don't feel well...
Alex: You do have a fever. *watches Blake*
Jeremy: Y-you look like you n-need a bucket...
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Blake: *shakes his head* I'm... fine.. *forces a small smile*Alex: *Looks at Blake as to say 'Stop being so stubborn'*
Jeremy: W-well I'm getting y-you one, n-next time t-tell us. *stands up jogging to get one*Me: ...DON'T BRING MY EX, MOP BACK! HE CAN DIE IN A HOLE!
Me: Huh? *trips* Hello floor... nice to see you again.Blake: *covers his mouth with his hand and holds back another gag*
Alex: Blake, why didn't you tell me you didn't feel good.
Blake: *removes his hand* I didn't want... you to worry.. about me... *looks down*
Alex: You're my little brother. I'll always worry about you. *smiles*
Blake: little by.. twenty minutes.. *covers his mouth again*
Jeremy: *runs back in with a bucket and a mop* *places it in front of him* H-here...
Me: Me and mop broke up, he was's cleaning properly, now me and swifter are together.
Me: XD Blake: *grabs the bucket and looses the lunch he had yesterday*
Alex: *cringes*
Me: I just dropped a bag of wheat thins and felt like crying... Wut?!
Jeremy: *moves the hair out of his eyes so he doesn't get it on his hair*Me: It's like when you drop toast butter side up I always sing "In the arms of an angel" then my mom looks at me like "Da hell?"
Me: XD I dropped a hairbrush on my ankle and screamed. 'FRICK!' I scared my mum.Blake: *stops and just quietly gags* *takes a shaky inhale* Thanks...
Jeremy: *nods looking away cover his mouth and nose*
Alex: Here. *starts to take the bucket*Blake: Nope! *grabs it and throws up again*
Alex: Okay.. ew.
Jeremy: *holds his hair out of his eye again*
Blake: *whimpers as he stops* Thanks... again..Alex: *takes the bucket* I'm going to go clean this. *leaves*
Jeremy: *nods* N-next tell us your n-not well, okay?
Justin | When we were young | wrote: "Justin: Heeyyyy guys!!!!"Will: *drinks sugary coffee bouncing up and down hyper* HI!
Blake: *nods slightly* Okay..Alex: *walks back in and set the now clean bucket down next to Blake*
Lottie: *prances over, squeaking happily*
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Me: I guess I will.
Jeremy: Luckily I-I'm not that s-squeamish... anymore.
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Me: *laughs in frustration* The beauty of being me.
Thursday: *sighs and rolls eyes* Just relax, alright?*smirks* Knowing Hadley, she doesn't need anyone.
Me: *shaky breath* Yeah, I guess.
Hadley: *raises eyebrow* What about me?
Thursday: Nothing.
Hadley: *smirks* I can electrocute the fool who is bothering you if you want.
Me: *half smile* No, but thank you.
Me: What's wrong? Is the mop harassing you?! *looks at the mop in the corner*
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Me: Yes he's been going after people ever since we broke it off and I got together with swifter.
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Thursday: *smirks* And you never will.
Me: *snaps* Shut up, Thursday.
Laurence: *looks confused*