BUNNIE~
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Thread Topic: BUNNIE~
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my reflexes is catlike
YOU KNEW THE KITTY SONG GOOD JOB
Jordan wrapped his arms around Carl's neck, actually starting to fall asleep because of this. He sighed gently, closing his eyes and tuning his ears in to listen to the adorable lyrics. "Hhhmmm~" he cooed as Carl sang. -
My reflexes are like... my grandpas. XD
dude i luv that song :3
"Little ball of fur," Carl went on, still trying to keep in his laughter as he noticed that Jordan was slowly drifting off to sleep. "Happy kitty, sleepy kitty, pur, pur, pur." Carl's face was red when he tried to hold in his laughter still. He didn't even know why he was so giggly. -
how bootiful x')
me tooooo xD
Jordan did, in fact, fall asleep as soon as the song was over, his face in the shoulder like previously. His little breaths hit the side of Carls neck, as Jordan would sometimes breath from his mouth. His body relaxed, his arms still loosely around the neck of Carl. -
IKR?
:3
Carl smiled a little, little shivers being sent up his back as Jordan breathed on his neck. He slowly closed his eyes, hoping to fall asleep quickly again. -
YEAH
bruh my voice sounds like s--- xD
The boy felt around with one hand, eventuly resting it onto Carl's cheek. His brain hadn't given him a nightmare just yet. Little did they know, Nurse Kayla was heading down to grab the two for group therapy. -
i didn't know you could hear s--- :P
Carl smiled again but it quickly faded as he drifted off to sleep. He was on the boarder of being awake and asleep; on the edge of dreams as he liked to call it. -
f--- man xDD i laughed
Jordan squirmed as he came to an uncomfortable dream so quickly. His father stood at the top of the basement, sneering at his son. He was finally doing to pay for being such a peculiar character in a Christian family. So Jordan wanted to be gay? Well, he could pay the price. And so, he would, in that freezing cold, isolated basement in only a tee shirt and thin shorts for hours, even days at a time. -
I hoped so.
Carl felt Jordan squirm a little, and he wasn't sure if he should leave him because it was normal for him to squirm, or if he should wake him up because he was having a bad nightmare. -
good xD
Jordan couldn't go anywhere in the rather dark basement, and so he sat cross-legged on the floor, believing that he could be tough...But be wasn't. Within fourteen hours, he was shivering to no ends. He wasn't concerned with food, more so hypothermia. It was horrible in that basement.
In real life, his body pulled off of Carl in a swift movement, flinging himself to the end of the bed, where he let out a yelp. His eyes flew open, staring unsurely around the room. -
f--- math.
f--- math.
Carl jumped up, sitting up. He heard something which startled him. He looked around and his eyes landed on Jordan. "I'm going to ask you if you're okay," Carl says. "And if you say yes I'm going to slap you and ask you for the real answer. Are you okay?" -
sorry sorry sorry
Jordan shook his head violently, his eyes wide like a helpless dear in headlights. Despite his innocuous personality, he seemed shaky and out of it, like he would lunge if necessary. His heart beat extremely. "No, n-no, n-no." -
also sorry
Carl quickly moved over and hugged Jordan, feeling scared for the other. "What's wrong?" Carl asked in a hushed voice. He rubbed Jordan's back, hoping to soothe and calm him down. -
is kay
Small, hyperventilated breaths being forced out of his nose. He held onto the boy tightly, gripping his shirt with an iron grip. He bit his lip. "A n-n-dad. He, basement," He whimpered, incapable of finishing his sentence. -
f---
so sorry man
f---.
Carl recalled something that Jordan had told him not too long ago; something about his father locking him in a basement with angry dogs or something. Carl quickly shushed him after that, knowing that talking about it right now probably wouldn't help Jordan any. -
me too.
Jordan stared at Carl's chin, trying to focus on something rather than his crazy, stupid dream. His heart fluttered uncontrollably, and he leaned his forehead against the part, inhaling deeply over and over. Very faintly, the corner of his right eye twitched.
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