Muffin and Pillow's RP thread
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Thread Topic: Muffin and Pillow's RP thread
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Mikael frowned slightly, he entered the room and saw Ethan on the floor. He sat down in front of Ethan and stared at him for a few short seconds. He then began to introduce himself.
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When the man sat in front of him, Ethan glared at him coldly. Ethan stared right into the mans soul and did not stop. Both his green and blue eyes shone with fury.
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Mikael only smiled warmly. He had started this work because he wanted to help the people here. He would not fail, he would reach through to Ethan.
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Ethan finally took his gaze off of the man and stared down at the floor. Then the ceiling. Back to the floor. He felt the man staring him down. Ethan was so angry, he wanted to scream. He bit down on his bottom lip, drawing blood. Ethan tapped his foot.
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(dun worry it's Muffin Pillow)
Mikael noticed that his gaze was making Ethan uncomfortable. So he fixed his gaze onto the wall. He wasn't allowed to touch the patients, this is all he could do. -
(Mkay Muffin~)
When Ethan felt that the man's gaze had fallen off of him, he sighed with relief. The he quickly covered his mouth. This was the first noise he had made in a while. And them man had not even used the neck trick. Ethan bit his lip. -
(Aw I gtg. Battery dead. I will be on tonight dear~)
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(Okay my lovely~)
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(Back. Bumpy~)
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Mikael thought he heard a small noise, but he didn't dare turn around. He couldn't ruin a chance of breaking through. No matter how slim that chance was.
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"Say something!" Ethan screamed. He put his hand over his mouth. His eyes grew wide.
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Mikael decided to utter one simple word, "Progress." He emphasised every letter.
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"You little -" Ethan was interupted by the old lady standing at the door. "Hows it going?" Ethan glared at the man, daring him to tell her what happened.
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"There hasn't been much progress, I'm afraid you'll have to come back at a later time. I'm going to be writing a report." Mikael let out a false exasperated sigh and pretended to hang his head, waiting until the old woman left.
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The old woman scowled at him, and finally left. Ethan glared at Mikael. "If you say one word about this to anyone, you will be f---ing dead before you can say help," Ethan said, taking the pocket knife out of his pocket.
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