Patryk Dudulewicz
Patryk/@ the house/With; Paul.
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Patryk looked at Paul, a bit concern.
''Why is he not resonding...?''
He muttered to himelf as he went to Tord's room.
Hoping that he would be there.
And to his suprise, he's not.
Thats when he got woried.
In a bit of a panic, he looked from a room to another.
None.
''[b=P-Paul! Uh, Sh**. I think he's not here![/b]''
He stuttered as he walked to him.
Sean William Mcloughin
Jack/@ Parking lot. /With; Trico.
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Jack held to Trico's feathers like if his life depended on it.
Prissing his face against the feathers too.
It tickles, but its better than nothing.
He jumped slightly when they landed, hearing the alarm of a car.
The irishman looked around in sheer panic, hoping they didn't brake something.
And thankfully, they didn't.
Sighing in releif, Jack got off Trico's back carefully, petting his feathers right after.
''Good boy! We're here!''
Matt
Matt/@ The park/ With; Tom.
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Matt yelped when Tom grabbed his arms.
Not only in qorry for his friend, but also cause the galss cut him too.
Cutting right through the thin sweater, and scratched his pale skin.
And theres blood, not only from his cut, but from Tom's, mostly Tom's.
The The ginger stood there, watching how his friend drank bottle after bottle.
Then. He broke them.
The poor Vampired flinched again, closing his eyes tightly.
Due to being so close, some glass got to him too.
Some getting to his own hands and arms.
But he was to worried to care.
He grabbed Toms arms with his not-so-bloddy hands.
They stinged in pain.
''TOM! You're drunk out of your mind!
I'll, I'll...''
He said anxiously, at this point he was crying.
He didn't know what to do.
He could call Edd, but he probably wont respond.
Would he?
Out of desperation, he took out his phone, and called him.
No response.
D*mmit Edd! Just respond!
He called again.
Nothing.
And again.
Nope.
last chance?
No.
Matt started to panic, unsure of what to do, Tom scared him in times like this.
Who else could call?
Tom? He's the cause of the problem.
Tord? NoPE
Few distant family members, never!
He only had another peson left, which WOULD help.
But he didn't want to drag him into this..
Mark!
(My dramatic side won over me.
Help.
This is to much.
To long.
I went overboard.)
Lycanroc
Rocky/@ Dark's Appartment./With;Dark, Goldie, Anti.
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Lycanroc barked loudly again.
He could meet more dogs! Friends!
He ran in a small circle around Dark, rushing down the fire escape.
But stopped mid-way, to wait for Dark