A small surprise
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Thread Topic: A small surprise
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EXACTLY MY WOLFIE HES SO NICE TO LEAVE A SMILEY AND STAB PEOPLE
hoo boy zander
five seconds after you were freaking out you say play it cool
lets see if he keeps his word
wow mr. stall man
your so kind :O
rosado nodded. when zander got back it showed the teens being in a camping site past trespassed property, chattering excitedly to themselves as they wondered if the smiley killer (such a great name, rosado thought as he imagined air quotes to go along with it) as a crack of a twig sounded. the fire went out. when it came back a teen was beheaded and everyone screamed. rosado smirked, waving at zander as he came back as he crossed his legs. his chocolate bar had been split in half as his eyes were glued to the screen curiously. -
leave my smol baby alone :c
he probably won't keep his word lol feeling control is a bad trait for him
yes stall man is my best friend
Zander waved politely back at the reason for his anxiety, slumping into his seat with a rather awkward smile plastered onto his face. He peered at the screen, nodding knowingly as the teen was beheaded. The movie, he found, was actually rather cliche and actually quite disorganized in his opinion, but he was unsure as to whether or not Rosado was enjoying it, so he kept quiet. Every now and again, he would take a handful of popcorn from the bag next to him, avoiding making too much contact with Rosado as that would only cause him to become a fumbled mess. He felt pathetic due to his feelings. His father would most likely laugh at him, his mother attempt to give him advice that he knew would never actually help him. He continued to watch the film, only half-interested, as the remaining teens began to try and go into hiding. -
so sorry but no ;P
I see lol
stall man was murdered a year ago
he's a ghost :O
rosado sighed, being a bit unamused by this movie yet still intrigued (I have a plot twist)
he thought it was interesting more when it turned out one friend was a multi personality and the thing killing the other "Friends" (it turned out to be personalities) was his true personality killing off the false ones. he thought this was decently cool as he looked at zander, waiting for his reaction. -
please my baby needs loving
JESUS CRIKEY STALL MAN IS DEAD??!!
Zander eyebrows rose in interest as the final scenes of the movie played out in front of them. His face was a sight, his eyes widening with realization. It was a rather intriguing plot twist for had been such a mediocre horror film. He turned to Rosado, his face pulled into a tight smile. "You know, that would have been a whole lot better if the scenes had been that thought out the entire time." He shrugged. "Regardless, I enjoyed it a fair amount. I'm really happy I got to come." He snapped his fingers, looking to his bag of popcorn. He hadn't finished the whole thing, and in order to be nice, he looked to Rosado. "Do you want the rest of my popcorn? That would be better than throwing it out, I think. Oh, and is this where we part ways, or are you lookin' to do something else?" His smile grew warmer yet softer as he asked this, anticipating the boy's response. -
okie *huggeths whatever the f--- your baby is*
YAS HE DIED AND HES HAUNTING ZANDER
rosado nodded, still replaying the final moment "that smiley face burlap sack with a smile face painted sloppily on was clich, right?" he asked softly, wondering if the male shared his thoughts.
rosado raised an eyebrow as he shrugged "i don't have any plans really. we could do something else. I don't have any ideas" he replied coolly as he started eating the popcorn offered to him -
thank you
JESUS CRIKEY
Zander nodded in full agreement. "A lot of it was cliche, sadly. But it was nice enough. It was enjoyable for the moment. He shrugged, looking to the other people as they began to file out of the area. He listened to the other boy's response, his heart automatically skipped a beat as he realized he had nothing planned for if he actually said yes. " Um, I uh, actually didn't think that far." He snapped his fingers, looking away with a look of deep thought as he tried to pull an idea out of his ass. Way to play it cool! He rubbed his temple, bouncing ideas off the walls of his brain, eventually smiling. The teen turned to Rosado. "What about we go on to the one diner...It's right down the street, I think?" He hoped that that was something that would be up the boy's alley. -
no problem
JESEUS CRIKEY INDEED
rosado nodded absentmindedly, bored now it was over. he put his glasses on, black frames encasing his eyes as he shrugged again, the wrinkles on his sweater folding gently. "i could go for a bite-" his phone started ringing, an annoying tone he regretted as he fumbled slightly in picking it up and pressed it to his ear. a thick Spanish accent greeted him "hola, dear, how you holding up?" rosado apologized to zander as he muttered some Spanish to the woman on the other end, who replied in the same dialect as before, chirping something as he snapped something back, apologized and got a kind response as he quickly said goodbye and ended the call, "sorry. my mother. where were we again?" -
YOU ARE SO LUCKY 1985 WAS THE HOT YEAR OF THE FIRST MOBILE PHONES AND THAT ROSADO IS RICHY RICH or else i would be offended
Zander felt his heart melt a little when the other boy returned the spectacles to his face. A small sigh escaped his lips as he looked away, standing and collecting himself. He adjusted the collar to the jean jacket that he had been clad in, rubbing the side of his neck. The Spanish caught his attention, however, so he turned to look at the boy while he spoke. It was an admirable trait to be bilingual, something that had always been a goal for Zander, but he had never taken the time to invest in learning another language. "Diner down the street. I think it's Joanna's Diner." That was when he began to walk, swallowing heavily as he joined the line of people exiting. -
HOLY f---TARDBALLS I FORGOT IT WAS THE '80S
he is actually
he very much is
rosado heard the sigh and tilted his head like a puppy, his eyes curious to what caused it. he smirked as he saw that his Spanish caught the other males attention. why he cared? he didn't know and didn't care as he followed the other quickly, making sure he didn't lose him as he weaved quickly through the crowd and found himself standing next to zander, who was about half a foot shorter, something he found hilarious as he ducked his head through the door frame and walked on to the diner, sitting in the seat and shrugging when zander asked what he would like. -
IT'S OKAY THOSE MONSTER DINO s--- PHONES WERE OUT YOU GOOD
i would think so :')
oh good im glad that he is taller because i thought he was this whole time
When they were finally in the diner, they were lucky enough to be seated before the flood of other individuals entered. Their waitress was a kind younger woman with jet black hair. She sat them kindly and placed menus in front of them, hurrying off as they worked to make their decision. Zander rolled his neck, peering at the options on the menu. That was his single problem with restaurants such as that one. There were always so many options. He bit his lip, looking up to Rosado. "There's too much s--- on this menu." He clenched his jaw slightly. "It's like movie credits. They just keep goin'." He eventually decided that he would be getting a generous meal of chicken parmesan and angel hair spaghetti and meatballs. As some time had gone by and he knew the waitress would be returning soon, he looked up to Rosado. "I can pay for this one because of what you did at the theater. No biggie." He smiled, looking back to the menu as if he was still deciding. -
DINO s--- INDEED
ITS LIKE BRICKS
haha totally
he was originally shorter but I went f--- it
rosado nodded, scanning the neatly printed paper in front of him as he tried to find a food. he went f--- it since he wasn't with his parents and ordered some brownies, an angel food cake, two cokes and a pizza slice. his order seemed absurd but he didn't care as he fiddled with a napkin before quickly taking it and folding it into a swan to entertain himself. "thanks." he handed the swan to zander as he scanned the book he had brought, not thinking of being a f---ing social human being and talking with him -
GOD SOMEONE WHO GETS IT
xD he suddenly grew 6 inches
The waitress kindly took their orders, running off to the back to relay it to the chefs, leaving the two boys to themselves. The sixteen year-old twiddled his thumbs for a few moments, his jaw clenched tightly as he sat there in the quiet space. "No problem." Zander observed him as he effortlessly folded the swan, thanking him with a small laugh as it was given to him. Once again, there was silence. The teenager swallowed, his stomach mixing uncomfortably. Was he doing something wrong? He thought so. He looked to the swan, a slight smile coming to his features as he glimpsed to Rosado, slowly making the paper swan inch closer to the other. He poked its head around to make it seem as though it was trying to read, as well. -
I DO
I DO I DO I DOODLY DO~
add 6 inches to that measurement ;P
my fuking boy has a sweet tooth
rosado smiled and tilted the book so they both could have a full screen of the words, a inviting part indeed as he rambled about something absentmindedly as he relaxed, his shoulders slumped before he took the swan and flicked it gently between his fingers like a small penny, looking amused as he did it. -
THANKFUL FOR YOU
diggity dang o:
i can tell dawg i would throw that all up xD
Zander gasped slightly when he saw Rosado flick the swan, shaking his head in pure disappointment. "I cannot believe you would do such a thing to the swan that you created. Tsk tsk, shame on you, Rosado." He founded himself laughing quietly at the situation, his stomach growling in hunger as he did so. Eventually, thankfully, he saw the waitress weaving her way through the aisles with their food, an assistant behind her. Together, the two workers set down the boy's drinks and food. Their main waitress told them to enjoy before scurrying off to tend to the many other visitors. Zander looked at his food compared to Rosado's, laughing at the difference. He began to cut the chicken on his plate, his stomach calling for the lovely meal. -
f--- YES
indeedy doodly doo ma dear!
he snarfs it down
as soon as he saw the delicacies laid in front of him the fork caught all of the food cake and shoved it into his mouth. he was starving for more than a chocolate bar as she continued quickly swallowing the food, finishing in a record 5 minutes. how?
don't ask. he doesn't know.
he sighed, patting his stomach as he looked at the ceiling. he got quite a few odd looks from the arrangement of peculiar people sitting nearby.
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