"Agreed," she sighed, relaxing into her bed as silence filled the room. Her head was still swimming, bouncing back and forth between everything that had happened that day. Part of her believed he'd just be gone when she woke up, a figment of her imagination and that she was truly crazy. It was...
Laryn contemplated the boys’ ideas on their escape, listening in through sidelong glances behind her fingernails as she feigned disinterest in their conversation. Picking herself off the dusty carpet and brushing her legs clean, she wandered by the boarded door whilst she wrestled with her...
"Damn girl, I'd respect you so hard right now."
Name:
Keith Esmund
Nickname:
Ethan or Key on rare occasion.
Role:
"I know, I know, it's great."
Bassist
Age:
"Hard to believe right?"
18
Gender:
"Come on, I'm not that beautiful."
Male
Relationship Status:
"Yeah, so...
@Hollipop I don't mean to be rude, but I saw on the front page that you had my name under the bassist but removed it. You definitely saw my post. It's a bit cheap tbh…?
Aydan’s foot tapped methodically on the floor beneath his desk, undergoing a intense stare-down with the black and red classroom clock as time dripped by like molasses. He chewed his bottom lip and tugged at his hair under his hat, unable to keep still or relax. For once, his anxiousness wasn’t...
@YukiUchiha
Silas was awoken by a particularly loud explosion, which would have been worrying, if it wasn't for the over-enthusiatic 'get down' that followed, along with dramatic violin music. "Damn, I call hacks!" Pierce, his motivation lacking roommate yelled from his video game induced...
Avaline watched Frank as he struggled with the realization, and watching his cocky exterior melt under the legitimacy was strangely satisfying. Surprise. She thought with a wry smile as the light illuminated her body. "That's what you've been told," Avaline explained, shouldering off the last of...
((@ClockTowerSociety sorry about the delay!))
Marcus gave Nicholas a sharp stare, glaring up at him from beneath his eyebrows. Well isn't he a bit rash? Awful confident for someone who isn't even a pure heir. "Well, that's hardly more than my father's expecting, he'll be pleased to hear that,"...
((@Highlander Sorry, random patch of busyness. >.>))
Marcus blinked in relief, nodding eagerly at the suggestion of sleep. Luckily, he was fairly familiar with the idea of an early day, with the hours of training out in the heat of the morning with little time to break. Thus was his normal...
"Well, I guess that's one advantage to everyone thinking I'm half out of my mind, anything weird that happens will be written off on me being insane. But hey, if I get sent off, I'll at least have you to keep me company," Leonor teased. "Just promise not to turn into a poltergeist over night...
She laughed dryly, shaking her head. "Bet you ten bucks I'm going to get sent to a mental institution for talking to myself, but hey, totally worth it," Leonor smiled, laying back and staring at her ceiling. "I'll go steal a futon to put on my floor, you can stay there as long as you promise not...
"Same here," she sighed, propping herself against a pillow. Staring out the window, she was struck by a bitter though. "If you can move and interact with things, do you think you'll try to communicate with your parents? I mean, on one hand, it'd be nice to let them know you're still around, but...