Well... I Stole Something.
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I smiled as I saw the fear fade and watched him as he went to the door. I realized that Slightly was the name of the dog. "Why did you name him slightly?" I asked, giggling as I watched the dog.
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"Slightly was the name of a lost boy in the Peter Pan animation. He was lost when I found him" I replied.
Slightly ran up to you trying to get in your lap while licking at you. He really was a big baby -
I laughed as the dog licked me and petted him. "Peter Pan? I loved that book! I never watched the movie though. I don't watch a lot of movies." I told Travis as I played with the dog.
(I never read the book, but my character has.) -
(I actually have read it)
"He reminded me of myself. I actually played him in a play a year ago . " I said walking over and taking my doggo and gesturinghou to follow me to my room while I held my puppy -
I smiled and followed Travis. "That's cool! Was it a school play?" I asked, wondering if he went to school.
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"College. I had a degree in acting,business, and mathematics" I replied. No I wasn't uneducated. I had my bachelors. Despite what you might've thought. I wrestled with Slightly onghe bed. I looked happy
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I looked at him in surprise. "You're pretty young to already have graduated college and University." I replied, wondering if I was wrong about his age. Was I having feelings for an adult? I smiled, calming down as I watched him play with the dog.
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"I glitches the system you might say. I had good enough grades at fifteen to start when I was sixteen. In was homeless then , Uni gave me a home. I worked hard enough and proved myself. No one would take me for a job because of my scars" I replied simply. I then said "I just turned 19 at the beginning of April" It was July now. I was no adult, but done with school
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"Oh, okay." I replied, smiling. I walked over to the bed and petted the dog. "I wish I could be like you..." I blurted, wishing I could be brave. Wishing I could stand up against people that hurt me. Wishing that I could stick to a goal without getting anxiety and giving up.
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"Why would you want to be a thief who's lost control of all emotionsbhe ever had because of the death of his lover and the loss of his siblings?" I rubbed Slightly tummy. He really was my big baby. I told people I had a kid. Because I did. Slightly. He was my son. Okay not really but you know what I mean
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"Not so much that part... But I would like to be able to have determination and stick to goals. I would like to be able to be brave and take action when needed. But it's hard to feel determined or confident when I have no anger to defend my opinions or goals and a lot of anxiety to look down on them... You can make a drastic decision in a matter of seconds. I would take years if I could to make a big decision. Even then, I end up giving up." I replied. Since he told me his secrets, I figured it be okay to tell him mine.
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"I regret the though. I make decisions quick. Because if I dont i can't make one. Its not really a choice. anyway" Slightly began to wrestle with me again
((Idea I have)) -
(What is it?)
I shrugged, sitting on the bed beside him. "Do... Do you regret kidnaping me?" I asked, petting the dog. -
((So after these two get close, someone knocks on the door and it's Travis' siblings. He tells Ella she's free because he has what he always wanted. Ela doesn't want to but leaves. In her back pocket though is Travis number. Will she call the authorities on hin? Or waitfor years to call her kidnapper? ()((it might be bad. Maybe idk))
"Yes. It was a dramatic,drastic decision in a time of panic and worrym I never have been caught . I shouldn't have taken you from your home. But the thing is if l was to let you leave known you would call the authorities. I would go to jail,where most of my adult family is" -
(Wait he kicks her out? I mean... It's not a bad idea. I just don't think I would really know what to do with it.)
I nodded and understood. "I think I'm actually glad for it." I told him. "I was never able to feel close to anyone before. Not even my parents. I think, for some reason, I feel close to you. And that's a nice feeling." I told him. "Though, it might just be the dog." I teased with a chuckle.
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