another lil rp
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Thread Topic: another lil rp
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‘The food you gave me was fine. I think they gave me it when it went stale on purpose,’ Lawrence said, crossing his legs.
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“Of course they did,” Briar murmured, rolling his eyes. “I am going to have to have a talk with them,” he added, glaring over at the cell down. He sighed and looked back at Lawrence, smiling at him. “What about you? I’d like to get to know the man I’m trying to save~”
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Lawrence gave a short chuckle at the first part. ‘Me? There’s not much to me,’ he said, fidgeting with the laces on his old-style ankle boots. ‘I’m former king of Equimor, my parents don’t like me… what do you want to know?’
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“Y’know, the good stuff- likes, dislikes, hobbies,” Briar replied with a smile, watching Lawrence.
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Lawrence thought for a moment. ‘Writing. And puzzles, I guess. I like word puzzles,’ he said, untying his boot then tying it again. ‘Um, I like drawing, I guess.’
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“I like to draw, too~” Briar said with a smile, hugging his legs to his chest. “I especially love just, drawing things and people I see. It’s very relaxing, honestly.”
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‘I suppose so. But yeah, um, there isn’t much to me,’ Lawrence said quietly.
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“Well, I think you are a very interesting person~” Briar said with a grin, watching Lawrence closely. “Also, puzzles are very fun, in my opinion- I mean, I’m not amazing at them, but they’re cool~”
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Lawrence shrugged. ‘Yeah. Fair enough,’ he mumbled, looking down. He was kind of shutting down now, letting his depressing thoughts get to him. He flipped through his notebook.
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Briar watched Lawrence for a moment, frowning a little. “You okay, Lawrence?” He asked softly, lifting his hand to rest on his leg but stopping himself, pulling his hand back. “I uhm, I can leave if you need me to.”
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Lawrence nodded, giving a forced smile. ‘Of course, I’m fine,’ he said quietly. ‘N-No, stay, please.’
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Briar sat up a little, smiling. “Okay, yes, I- I can stay longer~” He said, letting go of his legs and crossing them. “What’s in your notebook? You don’t- You don’t have to show me if you do not wish to, of course-“
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Lawrence smiled weakly. ‘Thank you.’ He looked down at his notebook and closed it, then handed it to him. ‘Sure. Go ahead.’ The notebook was full of small letters, to himself and to others, like a sort of vent thing. It was also full of sketches.
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Briar gently took the journal and opened, flipping through the pages and occasionally reading what was inside and admiring the sketches. “This is so cool~” He said with a smile, tenderly flipping the page. “I used to have a journal where I drew in and just, wrote random s--- in, but then my father took it away from me. Still have no clue why, and still very pissed about it.”
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‘I see why you’re pissed. I would be too if my parents took it away from me,’ Lawrence said with a soft smile. ‘You.. you do realise you’re an adult though, right? You don’t legally have to stay here if you don’t want to. Or obey your father anymore.’
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