Anybody Wanna RP?
Thread Topic: Anybody Wanna RP?
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(NOO THAT’S SO SAD-)
“No, nothing about this is okay!” Turner exclaimed. He gently ran his slender fingers through her strands of hair as a way to soothe her. “None of this is all right.” -
"It isn't...but there really isn't much one can do about it," Callyn murmured, nuzzling into Turner's chest.
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Turner felt himself tense up a bit when Callyn snuggled closer to his torso. His wide blue eyes trailed down to her smaller figure, but instantly eased back to a normal state of eyes. His arms tightened around her slightly, but there wasn’t enough pressure that would make her feel sore.
“Even if there isn’t a lot we can do to make the situation go away completely, I’ll do my best to try to make this situation less complicated.” Turner reassured her in a shaky voice. It was uncertain whether it was trembling due to horror or sheer fury, but none of that mattered at the present moment.
Turner did feel a bit guilty. After all, anyone in the music industry would’ve seen something like this coming from a mile away. Especially the more popular idols, like himself. There were plenty of crazy fangirls who were willing to risk someone else's mental health just because they believed that they would have a chance with their adored idol. How pathetic. Putting someone down for your own personal gain, which will never come. It disgusted Turner to his very core. -
"There were some threats too," Callyn said. "What if – You don't think they're serious, do you?"
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Turner fell silent. Even he couldn’t predict the moves of a crazy fangirl. All he knew was that while others weren’t serious about their threats, others were. Turner cleared his throat.
“What kind of threats were they?” -
"Some basically said they'd make my life a living hell, others said they'd find where I live, and s-some were even death threats," Callyn murmured.
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(For some reason, the moment I read that, an image of Turner saying: “They can’t find where you live if you live with me ;0” popped into my head XD)
“Oh… oh darling, oh my goodness…. you poor thing.” Turner whispered, his eyes wide. He carded his fingers gently through her hair. “Oh goodness, don’t worry. I won’t let them hurt you.” -
(She won't be living at her house for like a year if he does that)
"Hopefully just ignoring it for now will stop it," Callyn said. She reluctantly walked out of Turner's hold and pulled her phone out of the trash. -
(Pfft, more like an eternity)
Turner gently grabbed the phone from her grasp and, with two fingers, placed it on the counter. Despite him being the reason it went in the trash, he felt queasy knowing he touched something from the trash.
“I’ll get you a new phone. Just… let’s not go near this one.” -
"If you insist on doing that, I'm still going to need to keep this one for now," Callyn said. "At least for work. Plus to transfer all the information to the other phone."
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“I’ll buy you another one today.”
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"My goodness, you're impossible," Callyn chuckled. "No matter how much I try to deter you you always insist on getting me all this stuff.
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“You’re just impossible to resist, Cal. How could I resist those cute little eyes of yours?” Turner cooed. He reached over and teasingly pinched Callyn’s cheeks.
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Callyn swatted his hand away, not liking people pinch her cheeks. "Your food is burning," she pointed out to distract him.
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A confused expression crossed Turner’s face for a split second before the realization hit him. And it hit him hard.
His eyes widened to the size of car tires and the most dramatic, long gasp escaped out his mouth as he practically scrambled over to stove. He turned the knob off and used a cloth to whack away the smelly burned air, coughing all the while.
“Oh no! cough AURGH! Nooo! Not the pancakes, dang it!”
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