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Vampires vs. Werewolves Roleplay (The one with twilight charries)
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Cielo
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Aug 26, 2011 08:21PM
Susannah went out to get a box.
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Jacob followed and took the other box as well as the one Susannah had taken. "I got these," he said.
"Are you sure?" Susannah asked. "I can take one."
"Alright. . ." Susannah said unsurely.
Jacob brought the stuff in and put the boxes down on his bed.
"So how many drawers do you think you'll need for these what you have so far?" Jacob asked.
"Alright," Jacob said. He emptied out the top drawer and tried to distribute them into the other drawers which made them hard to open and shut.
"Are you sure you don't need that drawer?" Susannah said. "My clothes can stay in the box. That's pretty much what a drawer is anyway."
"Don't worry about me," Jacob said shoving a drawer shut. "I'll be fine for the time being."
"Well if I don't worry about you, who will? You certainly don't seem to worry about yourself often." Susannah said.
"That's because all the space in someone's head that focuses on worry is filled with worry for you," Jacob said hoping that it made sense. "Because you don't spend enough time worrying about yourself either."
"Then let's compromise." Susannah said. "I'll let you worry about me, if you let me worry about you."
"Deal," Jacob smiled wrapping his arms around Susannah's waist.
Jacob pressed his forehead against hers. "You know that pretty much all I do is worry about you right?" He asked.
"Why?" Susannah asked curiously. "What is there to worry about?"
"That you'll trip and fall," Jacob said. "That you'll skin your knee, that anything will happen to you."
"You worry about that stuff?" Susannah asked.
"If that stuff's worth worrying about, then you're right," Susannah said. "I don't worry enough."
"Well I don't know if that's what everyone worries about or if it's just a me thing," Jacob said.
"Odds are it's just a you thing." Susannah said.
"Really?" Jacob asked raising an eyebrow.
"Really." Susannah said. "Most of your little quirks that most people wouldn't do are just really cute."
"Like what? Other than the worrying?" Jacob asked curiously.
"Like when you hold the door open for me." Susannah said. "Or how you had that habit of coming in my room through the window."
"Oh those," Jacob smiled. "Well maybe I should start climbing through the living room window."
"Now, why would you do that?" Susannah asked.
"Because my climbing through windows is so cute," Jacob said.
"It is." Susannah said. "And it might be a lot safer if the window's on the first floor."
"See I have the occasional good idea," Jacob laughed.
"Come on, I don't think your clothes are going to unpack themselves."
"In our lives, you never know." Susannah said, opening the box.
"Well if Rebecca or that new kid were here I wouldn't be surprised if they did," Jacob laughed.
Susannah smiled, and started putting her clothes away.
Jacob helped, handing her stuff to put in the drawer.
"Thanks." Susannah said once they'd finished.
"Can I ask you a personal question?" Susannah asked.
"What. . .what happened to your mom?" she asked.
"Car accident," Jacob said simply. "The same one that landed my dad in his wheel chair."
"They should invent woodland friendly wheelchairs." Susannah commented.
