Blizzard & Me.
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Thread Topic: Blizzard & Me.
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(hi! sorry)
Dream studied George with a smile, not moving far from the doorway.
“Thank you,” Skeppy said quietly with a small smile. -
(no, don't be sorry!! i'm just glad your here!)
George hummed carefully grabbing the eggs and the bacon. He glanced back at Dream. "Why stand all the way over there?" He whined softly. "Come here." He said, placing the stuff on the counter.
Bad nodded, quietly taking Skeppy's hand again. He thought for a few seconds, silently shutting the door before he spoke. "I think one of the best places to look for Lem might be downstairs." He said softly. -
(me too! how long can you be on for?)
“Sorry,” Dream giggled quietly, hesitating before moving over.
Skeppy nodded in agreement. “Good idea.” -
(uhhhh, unitl 2 my time, 3 yours?)
George giggled. "I just love you, so much." He said happily. "And I'm glad your feeling better."
Bad pulled his hood down, a sad smile on his face. He wanted to say something, but wasn't quite sure how to phrase it. -
(alriggh, awesome!!)
“I love you too,” Dream smiled happily, moving to hug George from behind and squeeze him.
Skeppy looked up at Bad, a confused expression on his face. -
(how have you been recently?)
George giggled, placing a hand over Dream's. "I bet I love you more!"
Bad sighed. "I love you, Zak." He said quietly, brushing some of Skeppy's hair back. -
(pretty good! my rowing practice was pretty hard today, but it was good and im excited for my race coming up :)
hbu?)
“There’s no way,” Dream giggled, resting his head on George’s shoulder.
“I love you too,” Skeppy said quietly, leaning onto Bad for support as his headache worsened slightly for a moment. -
(uhhh, welp, i have a sprained/twisted ankle, an almost broken wrist and two horribly bruised knees. and i spent three hours trying to un-tp my aunt's trees. i hate homecoming sometimes... the gist? i'm good. no worse than usual.)
George giggled. "There is too a way!"
Bad frowned. The gem on Skeppy's temple looked shattered. "I can carry you if you'd like." He offered, noticing how Skeppy leaned on him. -
(im sorry about that don, that sounds horrible :(
and i don’t think homecoming is bad, although i’ve never exactly been to one, although i’ve gone to several dances)
“And what is that?” Dream said quietly.
“Yes please,” Skeppy whined. -
(uhh, well it's not all bad. the bonfire is lit, pun intended, the talent show, the mustang games, the powder puff and iron man things are pretty cool. we don't have a dance, sadly, but we do have a very cultish bonfire.)
George smiled. "My love is just better and bigger!" He said jokingly, squeezing Dream's hand slightly.
Bad nodded, carefully picking Skeppy up. "Is this okay? Are you comfortable?" He asked, nervous that he might hurt Skeppy. -
(huh, that seems kinda funny)
Dream giggled quietly. “You’re such an idiot,” He said playfully.
Skeppy nodded, curling into Bad with a small sigh. “Yes, thank you.” -
(it's kinda cool. i did something for the talent show yesterday. i sang in front of the entire school and had an anxiety attack while doing it. but people started booing me when they asked who did really good. almost the entire school booed me and i felt horrible about it.)
George gasped. "How dare you! I am not!" He cried, giggling a little.
Bad let out a breath, smiling. "Of course, darling." He said, carefully heading downstairs. -
(hey, i bet you did great :()
Dream giggled, squeezing George and shaking him gently. “Yes you are!”
Skeppy stayed somewhat still, besides the occasional wince and shifting around. -
(i dunno. i got so scared i forgot the lyrics. i had memorized the lyrics. i knew them. i was shaking so bad my sibling gave me a hug as soon as i was done.)
George yelped, giggling. "I am not!" He cried.
Bad spotted Lem, quickly going over to the Ender's side. "Hey, Lem, can you help us? We need to find a doctor for Skeppy."
Lem's ears twitched slightly. "Uh, yeah, I can. Are you guys okay?" Xey asked, their ears flicking downward. -
(hey, you tried your best! that’s all that matters. singing in front of people is a scary thing)
“Are too!” Dream giggled, lifting George up slightly.
“No,” Skeppy mumbled, glancing at Lem. “Not really.”
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