Fallen Aaron

[Your Mom]

((Brb and how does the box look like? lolz))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((hmmmm. maybe just a standard, small wooden box. I'll try to see if I can find a pic to just make an image or example or whatever.))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((so kinda like this but not with that cheap lock lol))

[Your Mom]

((XD What kinda lock, though?))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((hmmm. maybe it's not visible. maybe they have to figure it out? cx ))

[Your Mom]

((Can they just saw it open? XD))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((Sure. Or it could be jus a basic lock))

[Your Mom]

((Ummm idk which to put))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

(((Just a basic lock, then?))

"Do you have a key?" Ty asked expectantly.

[Your Mom]

"No. Why would I have a key?" he asked, arching a brow as he looked up at her.

((Yeap))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

Ty sighed. "Never mind. Look, if you give me the box I can pick the lock."

[Your Mom]

"And you have an instrument on you to further prove that you're a thief?" he teased jokingly, not giving her the box.

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

Ty pulled a bobby pin out of her hair. "A pretty common tool, actually. I wouldn't expect any of you to have one." She started working the lock and it opened less than a minute later.

[Your Mom]

Arthur made his face remain grim, or at the very least, show a blank expression. He took the box from her hastily, trying not to show that he was indeed impressed.

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

"You're welcome." She said, staring at him.

[Your Mom]

The contents of the box was quite odd enough.

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

"What's inside?" Ty asked impatiently

[Your Mom]

"Your mom," he retorted rudely.

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

Ty glared at him. "I don't see any ashes."

[Your Mom]

((BRB!))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((Ok))

[Your Mom]

((Back!))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((Hey. I think it's your turn to post c: ))

[Your Mom]

((BRB))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((Ok sorry))

[Your Mom]

((Sorry for...?))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((I keep getting off. I'm at a swim meet rn))

[Your Mom]

((Meet rn?))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((no. its over))

[Your Mom]

((I know XD))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((oh, sorry. resume rp?))

[Your Mom]

((Maybe... =P))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((ok fine we don't have to. *crosses arms over chest* be that way. cx ))

[Your Mom]

((NO!!! *oh oh oh oh oh oh*))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((wait wat))

[Your Mom]

((I still believe! *Echo*))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((oh my gosh you're so dysFUNctional. hahaha))

[Your Mom]

((I can taste your touch like a cloud of smoke in the air!))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((how do you taste a touch? and smoke kills don't smoke, kids cx ))

[Your Mom]

((Try to creep a little sneak peak!))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((no please I hate that song))

[Your Mom]

((I'm waking up! ))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((are you trying to annoy me? do you want me to kill you?))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((goodnight.))

[Your Mom]

((Technically, yes. Basically, no.

And yes, good night mon amie =P))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((Ookay. I'm back if you are))

[Your Mom]

((I am now!))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((ok. continue rp or no?))

[Your Mom]

((Continue rp =D))

[ℱҩℓℓℯη ∀ηɠℯℓ †]

((oh my gosh idk what to say its your turn))