I would love to soap
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Thread Topic: I would love to soap
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*i wanna do it
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f--- yeah :D
Neilia glanced back up at Justin when he squeezed her hand and she smiled a little as if giving him a silent thanks. Her walking speed was pretty quick as the two of them walked the pretty much empty and silent streets. Neilia couldn't help but glance around at every shadow that moved, every piece of trash that fluttered in the breeze, and every porch light that flickered on when they passed a house. After taking a deep breath, Neilia decided that she needed a conversation to keep her mind off of the darkness that surrounded them. "How's that project for the science fair coming along?" she questioned. -
hell yessles
Justin sighed, remembering his project. "It's going alright, but it has to be the best goddamn radio from spare parts ever." He gave a quick shake of his head. "It was a horrible choice of project, but I can't go back now." He noticed just a few suspicious feelings floating around. This ominous air made him somewhat overwhelmed, but he spoke no words of his crazy ideas. All he did was walk, no intentions of turning back or taking any different routes. -
Hehe~
Wanna see a picture of a duck I drew online???
"Too bad we couldn't have been partners," Neilia said, trying to see if she could taunt him or not. "You and I could have done walkies-talkies that ran on potatoes." Though a smile and a laugh was on her lips, Neilia's heart was beating faster and faster as she noticed a car approaching them. Come on Neilia, stop this. You know it's just nothing. Nothing's going to hurt you, remember? Justin's here with you. Pull yourself together. -
yes of course
should they just like
attack them outta nowhere
This caused Justin to burst out laughing, but he never actually gave a verbal response. He sighed in an overjoyed emotion as he continued walking, humming Purple Rain by Prince. He didn't have the best voice, but he sounded alright enough so that when he did decide to make pretty noises, they didn't sound horrid. He was obviously tired, because he was usually a little more calm/ -
best f---ing duck ever, right?
Yee they should.
A small laugh escaped Neilia's lips again as Justin laughed and the car passed. The laugh was actually a laugh of relief, but she covered it up to seem as if she was laughing at Justin's laugh. She looked around to see if she could find any houses that seemed as if they were in their neighborhood or not, which she knew was stupid. The walk would be about half an hour, so the two of them would be in the dark for a while. She had to keep the conversation going, she'd die just being in the dark and the silence. "Maybe I could help you though," she stated. -
bruh you yeeted me
can i do that? :'D
Justin felt his heart racing only slightly quicker as more anxiety built up in his chest. His torso shook gently, something that most likely wasn't able to be noticed. Something just did not feel right, and he wasn't capable of pinpointing exactly what. It might have had to do with the thin winter air and chill, or maybe it was just one of those times where he was on-edge for no apparent reason. Either way, he wasn't too fond of the feeling. He heard rustling, but to placate his own fears, he dismissed it as the work of some animals. -
*Yee's you again* :D
Neilia took Justin's silence as a hint that he didn't want to talk at that moment. That made her heart race even more as the silence between the two made her scared as she could hear every little sound that she didn't want to hear. She jumped at every chirp of a bird, or any cricket that decided to suddenly fly up from the grassy yards. For some reason she felt like screaming for help even though there was no danger around her at that moment. -
okay next comment i'll ambush
Justin's stomach twisted as he gave a few leers to certain parts of their surroundings. He felt that he may even have a chance of expelling his dinner from his stomach. He constantly pulled in long, drawn-out breaths to soothe himself. The last thing he wanted was to hurl in front of his girlfriend. He bit furiously onto his lip, which may have been enough to draw blood, but he didn't care much, at that point. Anything to save him from more embarrassment. -
*Fistpump*
Neilia glanced up at Justin and her stomach dropped. She could see the nervousness in his face, and now she could feel the worry rolling off of him. To try and calm him and herself down, she wrapped his arm around her shoulders, and she wrapped her arm around his waist. She leaned against him as the two of them walked along and she hoped that maybe this would be able to calm Justin down a bit, along with her own heart rate. The ominous demeanor that seemed to cover the two in a thick fog still choked Neilia with worry. She let out a sigh; she wasn't so tired anymore. -
hell yeah B)
Just then, when he noticed the comforting arm around his waist, Justin felt that he was bringing brought down from his mood. He thanked Neilia, taking the liberty of looking to her. As soon as he did that, however, the screeching sound of the sudden stop of tires cut through the air. His heels did a one-eighty, his eyes immediately finding a forest green mini van parked by the curb, it's lights on angle so that the rays would shine in their face. He bit down on his lip, both shocked and terrified, much like a deer in...headlights. A about four men exited the car, dressed in completely black attire and their face covered by red and black masks that resembled the tragedy and comedy faces. His jaw hung open, but not in due to the emotion felt earlier. He felt as though his feet were glued to the floor, and that he wouldn't be moving anytime soon. -
*being brought
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Neilia turned around with Justin and she let out a small screech. At least four men wearing odd masks were running after them, and her heart was beating faster than it was before. "Justin, Justin come on we have to run," Neilia said worriedly, trying to pull Justin with her along the sidewalks, but he wouldn't budge. Pure terror coursed through her veins and her breaths came in dramatic gasps almost if she was having an anxiety attack. "Please Justin," Neilia pleaded as the men got within arms length of them.
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Give me about 20 minutes and I will be back. Gotta take a shower.
Justin could feel tears welling up in his eyes, but he couldn't work up enough courage to actually move himself. Just then, one of the men made a grab for the female's wrist, and in a raspy voice, he told her, "You're not getting away from us, sweetie. You're going to be part of quite the project." Upon hearing these words, Justin's breathing hitched, and his wrist, too, was grabbed by one of the people. It was only then that he began to struggle. -
kk
As soon as the man grabbed onto her wrist and threatened her with his words, Neilia began to scream for them to let her go. Sometimes her words would cut out because she was trying to scream too hard, other times they came out in shrikes as she helplessly picked and punched the man who held onto her wrist. "Let me go! Please, just let me go!" she shouted while trying to rip the male's mask off in the process. Terror like she never felt before seemed to make her heart beat faster and faster, and she was afraid that it would get to the point where everyone around her would hear. What would these men try and do to them? Would they kill them? Hold them as hostage? Torture them? Horrible thoughts raced through her mind as she fought for her life.
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