1x1 Romance discussion
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CallmeTony and Simp Lord
Daisy didn't see notice anything. She simply continued drawing when she was finished she smiled at him and tilted her head. She was good at reading people. "You look angry. Don't mean to pry, but what's up?"
(i didnt rlly mean angry. she can just sense when ppl are off.)
Daisy smiled, shrugging "Okay." If he wasn't upset about anything then that was cool with her. "What're you drawing?" She asked, pointing.
Daisy smiled, shrugging "Okay." If he wasn't upset about anything then that was cool with her. "What're you drawing?" She asked, pointing.
(no i mean. like its hard to explain. like... i have a friend like that. like they can just tell, yknow? even when its nothing. idk how to say it. its like they can sense when youre thinking about something out of the ordinary. like for example when someones looking up how to report child abuse. like no changes in mood of anythin just... idk nvm)
Daisy nodded "You're into that, are you?" She asked, tilting her head
Daisy nodded "You're into that, are you?" She asked, tilting her head
(neither do i, and im not saying thats it. its nothing supernatural. its just shes hyper-observant. like super. imagine shawn from psych. Daisy's like that. so is my friend. she doesnt know it yet but shes going to be on the police force.)
She smiled "Well that's nice."
She smiled "Well that's nice."
(nah you see its like she has social anxiety so she doesnt talk to people so instead she's really good at reading ppl cause she spends all her time doing just that)
She looked at him confused "Sorry, what's that?"
She looked at him confused "Sorry, what's that?"
(i have not. i have two friends in 12th grade currently taking a class on it. i used to struggle with it. both my best friends do. im not an expert, but i do know a tad. and look i get the explination doenst make much sense but its a) my character and b) fictional.)
"Oh. Drawing. Why?"
"Oh. Drawing. Why?"
She nodded and returned to her sketching
Daisy looked up, startled "Hm? Oh, yeah, right."
Daisy stood up and followed him out to the car, gathering his things as well.
She again waited for his permission. She assumed he knew the deal at this point
She got in and repeated her address to him as he typed it into the phone
(bruh same!! youre ok with bruh, right?)
(sorry i didnt see ur post. I wouldve responded. but yeah that happens to me all the time. and yeah sure. where?)
(okay. but how can i be both?)
(oh you did. sorry i didnt see. thats on me. but you must understand the entirity of his character. his motivation, his loss. his very essence!)
(yeah ik. i was kidding. lol. But he is one of my main ocs i use in some groups)
Daisy looked up and nodded. She didn't have to say anything, he got the idea
Daisy shook her head a little "N-no sir... is it about the project? Ezra's really nice."
She looked at him, confused, but sat down anyway. "Well, I'm doing f-fine" she cursed her voice for cracking just as she said 'fine'
Daisy nodded, not knowing why he was asking about her home life "Well, I have really good grades. And have like... th-three friends, so that's good?"
Daisy shrugged "W-well... i mean two of my friends th-they don't really 'talk' to me much, per se.... my other one... well he goes to a private school so i never see him. And my mom is always working, so I spend most of my time at home alone" she lied
Daisy shook her head "He's... not present m-most of the time..." she said, turning away. It wasn't technically a lie... most of the time her dad wasn't 'there' in a metaphorical sense of the word
Daisy shook her head frantically, hugging herself "N-No... nothing's happening. Thos marks are not from a person..."
Daisy looked aghast "No, no, no!" She said, adamantly. "Th-they can't do that!"
Daisy continued her head, covering her ears "Nothings happening..." She said, her voice cracking
Daisy shook her head. She was afraid of what her dad might do to here when she returned home "Everything is fine..."
Daisy's face blanched "Wh-what? I'm being arrested??" She exlaimed terrified "N-no, I-I didn't mean to hurt him! He was coming at me and I accidentally pushed him into the wall! And he's not dead! H-He just passed out!" She said, through tears "Please!"
(for background, the night before she fought back and pushed her dad into the wall, knocking him out and causing a picture frame to fall on him, which gave him a concussion. He hadn't been awake when she left. she thinks shes going to jail for that)
(and thats why theyre coming)
(yeah i understand. im going into law. im just saying what she thinks is happening)
Daisy, still crying, looked up at him confused "I-I... you... why do they n-need a statement??'
Daisy, still crying, looked up at him confused "I-I... you... why do they n-need a statement??'
Daisy bit her lip anxiously "M-My mom has a job for us!" She said, angrily "She's the only reason we're not broke! Of course she's suitable!" Normally Daisy wasn't very outspoken, but when it came to her mom, she'd fight someone
Daisy looked terrified and shook her head, adamantly. "N-No..."
Daisy looked up at him, shaking her head once more "Why...?"
She stood up slowly, her entire body shaking. She wiped her tears and put her hood up, embarassed that she would have to walk through the halls and have everyone stare at her. It just happened that it had been about forty five minutes in the classroom, so everyone would be in the hall. What if Abby or Ezra saw her like this?
Daisy looked up at her "Y-You're not t-taking me away, a-are you?" She asked, in between big breaths
Daisy looked up at Mr. Beaux "B-but you said Th-they weren't t-taking me to the police station..."
(also if you need to know mr. beux's first name is alexander)
(ye)
Daisy furrowed her brow "So I don't have to go to jail?"
Daisy furrowed her brow "So I don't have to go to jail?"
Daisy nodded, calming down "S-so... I never broke the law?"
Daisy let out a breath she'd been holding for the last half hour "Oh..."
She looked up at Mr. Beux. She looked back at Laura "You choose."
Daisy nodded, standing up. She didn't really have much to say. She waved to Mr. Beux as she left with Laura.
Daisy didn't say anything. She just stared at her lap.
Daisy followed, keeping her eyes on the ground. She didn't want anybody looking, but she felt as if everyone's eyes were staring straight at her
(ill do it later when i have time.. srry remiond me)
Daisy sighed and pulled her hair back and her sleeves up. She wiped her lips, which caused her to accidentally get ink on her face. She was just finishing bordering the drawing in pen. Now she had a cute li'l smudge on her cheek that she was unaware of. This happened a lot, actually. She was always smudged. What she'd really neglected to realize was the bruises marring her arms that her sweatshirt normally covered.