Roleplay anyone?
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Thread Topic: Roleplay anyone?
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xD cause we're so amazingly awesome
Grace turned the nob and she cracked the door open a little and she leaned against the frame of the door. "You feel off the bed?" she questioned. Grace wondered if Zane was telling the truth but she decided not to ask any further than that. "Well... alright... But I have to stay down stairs. My Parents are at work and my brothers are at school, but John is downstairs sick so I've been taking care of him. You can stay up here if you want but... I'll just be downstairs." -
XD OH YEAH
"Okay." Zane answered, out of it. His rubbed his head a bit more, biting his lip. He resisted to moan- that fall had hurt! -
Yeah :P
Grace swallowed and she said nothing else as she shut the door and headed back downstairs to her little brother John. "What happened sissy?" John questioned. Grace forced herself to smile to her brother, and this notion broke her heart a bit. "Zane just fell out of bed, he's alright though," Grace answers while sitting down next to him. -
Yep xp
Zane stood up and sat on his bed. He yawned and put a hand through his hair, tired. His nightmare had scared him, though. -
mmmmmeeeeehhhhhh.
watching tranceformers.
"Did he have a nightmare?" John questioned and then coughed. Grace shrugs as she turns the TV from Dora to Tom and Jerry. "I don't know," Grace answers. "I didn't ask." John coughed again. "Maybe I should ask him," John says while running away from the couch and up the stairs. For a sick kid he sure did run fast! -
Oh rlly xD
Zane cracked his neck. His nightmare had been a overview of the events he had just escaped. He cringed, looking down at his chest. -
yep the newer one.
and holy f--- can this guy drive o.O
"John! Johnathan! Jesus..." Grace mumbled. John made his way up the stairs, his blanket dragging behind him and he knocked on Zanes door. -
Damn xD Never seen it O.o
"Who is it?" The tired teenager moaned. He always asked who it was, and he wasn't sure why. He guessed it was a routine habit. -
I wasn't able to watch the end in the theaters cause my brothers were tired.
Of course John didn't care to answer Zane, he just opened up the door and walked in. "It's me," John answered while walking over to Zane, coughing a small bit.
"Goddammit John," Grace mumbled as she stood up. -
Oh i see
Zane flinched a bit at his coughing. He didn't want to get sick, but he forced a warm smile to the young child. -
"Grace is worried about you," John says. "I think you had a nightmare though, and mommy always says it's good to talk about your nightmares."
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Zane was surprised at how well the child could read him. He became nervous but nodded and said, "Well, you can tell your sister not to worry about me. And yes, I had a nightmare."
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John, like his sister, had of course grown up a little too fast and he knew much for his age. "Would you want to talk about it?" he questioned while trying to climb up on the bed.
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I'm bumping so many threads lawl
Zane cracked his neck and yawned. "Nope, I'm a little too tired for talking." This was mainly an excuse not to talk about it, of coarse. -
haha I can see that apparently you've made three threads in the lounge.
"Oh, well, okay," John says while finally getting ontop of the bed. "I'll tell Grace not to worry about you. But maybe you should worry about sissy." John then went into a coughing fit but he was able to quickly stop.
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