1x1 Romance discussion
Rp
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CallmeTony and Simp Lord
(perhaps- so who would he hear it from?)
Daisy waited expectantly outside the locker room. She wanted to congratulate Trevor for the big win
Daisy smiled happily at Trevor. "I wanted to congratulate you guys on the win!" she dug in her pockets and pulled out a drawing she'd done of Trevor. It was professional level, though she didn't think so. She pushed some hair out of her face and smiled expectantly
daisy watched as Trevor walked off, her eyes stinging. She looked down as the drawing shed spent hours working on trampled and covered in smudges. It had ripped down the middle and crumpled. She watched a single tear fall onto the paper. Its seemed that was a dam that had broken. She began sobbing. She hadn't noticed Ezra standing in the doorway.
She attempted a smile through her tears, but it came off as more of a grimace. She accepted the tissues gratefully and wiped her face while he was gone. Daisy composed herself enough to talk a little bit when he returned. "Th-... Thank you..." she said, through sniffles.
She sniffles a little more and looked up at him. "Y-you're one of the st-starters, right?"
(Ooooh hes a soft boi. Id say he was gay if this wasn't a straight rp.)
She nodded. She looked down at the picture sadly. "I- I don't want this... its a really bad picture... s-see his nose is all off, and his foreheads... to b-big and...."
She nodded. She looked down at the picture sadly. "I- I don't want this... its a really bad picture... s-see his nose is all off, and his foreheads... to b-big and...."
she blinked a little. She understood having a soft voice. Usually she spoke barely above a whisper, but it surprised her. Daisy wasn't expecting.. he was meant to be the captain of the football team, but he seemed super soft.... The comment made her chuckle a little. "L-Like its been broken... t-twice..."
Daisy had 5o stifle a laugh. She herself wasn't much to look at. She was short, only 5'1 in Junior Year, aged 17. She had skinny legs and thin arms. Not unhealthy thin, but not strong. She didn't stand out either. She was quite pretty, but she didn't wear any makeup, so her freckles always stood out, and her eye bags from lack of sleep were always prominent. She kept her hair messy and didn't really brush it much. She normally wore paint stained hoodies, a size or two too big and baggy. She always had paint stains on her face and hands. Trevor once got mad at her for dirting his letterman jacket, so he took it back. It was 11 o'clock and below 40 degrees, but he still took it back. Her green eyes always stood out, and her sweats were always stained as well. "Trevor wouldn't like you talking about him like that..."
((Sorry for all that stuff. I didnt make a detailed description in the bio so I needed to put it he
((Sorry for all that stuff. I didnt make a detailed description in the bio so I needed to put it he
She nodded "So... uh... your name is...?"
"Uhm well... my dad fell asleep and my moms at work... Trevor was kinda... w-well... he was my ride... and I don't have a phone... could you call an über for me?"
"But... Ive been using Übers since i was like... thirteen... i can prtect myself..." she said, though she knew it was true. One of the main reasons she wore longs sleeces was to hide the bruises... on her arms. From dad. And Trevor.
"I dont loke them... they tried to attack me with makeup and hair curlers one time..."
"Is she your girlfriend?" she askedz not realizing how weird that was to ask
Daisy stared at her "Uh yeah... youre... abby... Right, definitly not stra- his girlfriend..." she said, still stari g
"Uh well... i lost my ride, and i dont have a liscence. Dad wont let my mom get me one..." she said, blushing.
Daisy nodded gratefully "Uh yeah... ice cream sounds good"
She smiled as she got into the passenger seat "Thank you, Abby" she said, buckling the belt.
Daisy shouldve felt unsafe in a strangers car, especially a cheerleaders, but she felt very much at ease.
Daisy stepped out, her hands deep in her hood pocket. She looked around and got scared. She ran up and pressed against Abbys side. She shivered a little, as it was cold. She didnt realize how weird it might be for Abby. "Its really cold..." she said, looking up at abby with those puppy dog eyes she knew she did
(Ok ik we planned it out but.... abby and daisy would be adorable)
(Ok ik we planned it out but.... abby and daisy would be adorable)
Daisy smiled "It might get paint on it..." She said, leaning into the hug. She was definitely not gay, but the contact still made Daisy feel better
Daisy grinned "Thank you!" she said pulling it around herself happily. "Ooh- its so warm!"
Daisy nodded. Wrapped her hands around Abbys arm. "We shall"
"Uhm.. vanilla?" she chuckled "Im sorry, I know that's plain, but I'm mkre comfortable with the familiar"
Daisy clamed up and scooted farther behind Abby "Uh.. v-vanilla..."
Daisy nodded slowly, shaking, not letting go of Abby's shirt "An... anxie-.... i got s-scared..." she said, her face reddening
Daisy looked at Abby, nodding a little "Well... I can read people... and some just seem really trustworthy... Like you and uh... Cromwell, you said?" She shook her head "Anyway, some people i can't read and it scares me... I was only with Trevor because..." She wiped her eyes, embarassed it was happening "Because he didn't give me a... you know... choice..."
(also shes super cute. and i love the accent)
(xDD i'd do the same, but with cockney. love cockney. might enter a cockney character later- idk.)
"Uhm... sorry no offense but uhm... I can't really uhm..." Daisy gulped, she didn't wanna insult Abby "Understand... you?"
"Uhm... sorry no offense but uhm... I can't really uhm..." Daisy gulped, she didn't wanna insult Abby "Understand... you?"
"Okay well... I like it but... how are you a cheerleader... with the... you know... chants?" she said, a bit confused
Daisy stifled a laugh "I have a friend from London... but their's is a lot different..." she giggled a little bit " 'right proper american' I love it."
(okay uh... now i cant understand it)
she laughed "Your accent is so funny. They would've said:" she slipped into a flawless cockney accent. " 'Me mum an' I stayed in a B'n'B once. When we woke up vere was a brass, an' she was jus' screamin' a' vis one kid, so mum an' I ran off as quick as possible.'"
(sorry, i couldnt think of any slang words)
(sorry, i couldnt think of any slang words)
(oki!)
"Yeah, they're really fun to be around. I like to make fun of the way they says "th" like a "v"- it's so funny. Anyway it's late, and dad will be... angry if I wake him up..." She said, sadly
"Yeah, they're really fun to be around. I like to make fun of the way they says "th" like a "v"- it's so funny. Anyway it's late, and dad will be... angry if I wake him up..." She said, sadly
(im bored so here's more pictures for Daisy)



Daisy smiled and nodded "Yeah, we should get going." She walked out to the car, keeping a short distance between herself and Abby.
(a brand new pair o' boughs, travellin' o'er the bogs on the rocky road to Dublin!)
Daisy gave her the directions. She knew them well, as she had to walk home a lot before her dad got threatened with a lawsuit when Daisy accidentally tripped and broke someone's fence. That's how she got the scar on her stomach.
Daisy gave her the directions. She knew them well, as she had to walk home a lot before her dad got threatened with a lawsuit when Daisy accidentally tripped and broke someone's fence. That's how she got the scar on her stomach.
(damn-)
Daisy nodded. She got out of the car, smiling. "Thank you, Abby. I really appreciate this. I couldn't thank you enough." she got out of the car and waved at Abby as she pulled out
(also you said "daisy followed her direction")
Daisy nodded. She got out of the car, smiling. "Thank you, Abby. I really appreciate this. I couldn't thank you enough." she got out of the car and waved at Abby as she pulled out
(also you said "daisy followed her direction")
(Next day? Daisy isnt at school and Abby n Ezra get worried even though they barely know her?)
(hm- well maybe shes there but isnt technically "there")
TW