I'm Sorry, Ozze. But I must. Soap~?
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Thread Topic: I'm Sorry, Ozze. But I must. Soap~?
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Apparently.
Hey Lana, question.
I stared out the window. What had she been looking at? -
Dinner. I'll be back in a bit.
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Kay
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Back now. And proceed to ask your question.
I stood up and walked across the room to the garbage barrel. I tossed my trash into it and placed the tray on the stack above it. -
Since you like Death Note so much, have you ever, like, made an OC
I stared off.. and then I saw him. -
Numerous. :D
I strolled back to the table and sat down. I noticed Adolf staring coldly out of the window. "What is it? What are you looking at?" I whispered. -
*OC?
Ever, like, drew one and posted it on dA?
"That b------ you're doing." -
I drew some, but never posted them on dA because they looked like purified s---. ._.
I furrowed my brow. "What?! I'm not doing anyone!" Eyes started to draw towards us from around the restaurant. -
._. I bet not as bad as some I've seen.
I snarled. "Look what you're doing, babe." -
Dude. They were so bad I sent them through the paper shredder. And then burned the shreds. ._. I probably shouldn't have done that, though.
I glanced out of the window. Oh, god... He was approaching the restaurant. He was about ten feet from the door. -
._. Nu! D:
I sighed, trying to not be such an ass. "Lets just go, okay?" -
I'll probably redraw them. I drew them back in, like, fifth grade. I've gotten considerably better since then. Hopefully I can remember them.
I nodded and stood up. His hand was on the door handle now... The door was pulled open... s---. He was walking up behind Adolf. -
OKAY. IF YOU CAN'T, WRITE A FRICKIN STORY WITH THEM IN IT.
I smiled sweetly. "Good." -
Okay, I shall! Just curious, what brings forth this sudden desire for me to do so? :3
I smiled back at him. I didn't want to know what was going to happen in a matter of thirty seconds. -
COS I NEED TO PUT YOUR WORK IN MY GROUP ON DA. And plus, You're an awesome writing and I lack teh skills and creativity like yours .).
I slowly turned around, ending up facing him. Travis. I frowned.
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