Ħσω ∂σ ʏσʋ тακɛ ʏσʋя cσғғɛɛ? { иσт αccɛρтιиɢ }

[Monster.]

{KK i will make that form and then post all three of my characters in a moment or maybe 25-20 minuets.}

[Monster.]

Name Elsie
Age 16
Gender Female
Birth day October 25
Birth place North Carolina

"Hello you want to know my name? Oh okay like a interview. Okay well My name is Elsie Paige Jacobs. Well my first name comes from my great great grand mother Elsie. I love the name its so pretty but some people call me Paige. My middle name came from. . .well i dunno were it came from but i love it so Ya it worked out. My last last well uh its the family name so ya. My names Elsie Paige Jacobs. My nick names are well i have lots my friends call me Paige. . but i don't like that name i love the name Elsie. So call me Elsie. But my parents call me Fudge-o i dunno know why. I am 16 years of age, i was born on the day of October 25th. I am able to go out and hang with my friends and all like that and i love it. I am able to say that i want my like i want my tongue pierced i can but i already do have my tongue done. But i like being able to do stuff for my own ya know its not allot of fun to have to listen to your parents. I was born in the mid day of October at 3;30 o'clock and i love it it makes me smile when i think about it. I was born in north Carolina in the little white part in the back. I was two days early and my parents weren't prepared for it but ya know oh well. Well when i came out i looked like a girl and i was suppose to be a Boy. but a know god makes little changes and i came out a happy healthy boy. Yep i am a Chick full female no male in me i don't think so at least. . . Nopers i am full fledged chicketa 100% and nope i don't need you to check i can cheek myself .. i mean unless you really wanna. . .Just kidding nope help no more. I was born in Halifax on my way back to my home country but i was a little early and well. . . they didn't expect that i was gonna be born right then and there but oh well good likes suprices i guess. "

₪ And in her dreams she flew away
Away from the monsters.

Mom Danella Jacobs
Dad John Jacobs
Older Sister Taylor Jacobs
Younger sister Baily Jacobs
Older Brother Nope
Un born{s} Nope
House My house
Room My room
Phone My phone And case

"Hm at home well i don't like taking people to my house since my dads a drunky and my moms never home. So when i do go out i go to other peoples houses. My mom and my dad met when they were 13 and dated awhile and then they broke up they started dating again and soon enough they were married. They got pregnant with Taylor when mom was 16 and my dad was 17 i have two half sibling's but we don't talk to them on my dads side. My parents were ready for another child when they were 24 and 35 so i was born. Yep me. My sister bailey was born a year after my accented she wasn't meant to be here. I am really glad. Well hmm at home we have three houses connected together my dads lived in them his whole life. So we have 4 bathrooms basically one for each person. The baths rooms are about 10 by 10's and have a sink a mirror a toilet and a tub. We have two kitchens full of food with a table in each ya know the normal kitchen stuff. We have 3 living rooms and 3 family rooms a study a mini library and outside we have a pool to laz around in. Yep are house is right by the lake to so ya bonus if you ask me."

Ω I think Change hurts more then anything in the world

Teeth White
Hair Blond
Eyes Brown
Skin tone Tanned
Height 5'4
Weight 123
Build Average

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☯Just because i act the same doesn't mean i am

Awesome Yes
Weird Yes
laid back Yes
Fun to be aroundYes
Boy crazyYes
Loving Mmhmm

She is very outgoing, enthusiastic, and spontaneous. He loves meeting new people and has a large circle of friends and acquaintances. She is always on the go and seems to have boundless energy. She is usually up for any new experience and especially loves surprises. She is very curious, asks a lot of questions, and is fascinated by people or things that are out of the ordinary. Because of her vivid imagination, she has many ideas a day and is great at finding creative ways of solving problems or overcoming obstacles. She loves to talk – especially about fun or interesting possibilities. She has an unusual sense of humor and is fun to be around. She prides herself on her uniqueness. She is also a sensitive and empathetic person who often has accurate insights about others. She is devoted and affectionate and feel things very deeply even if she doesn’t always show it. She may also take critiscm personally and find that her feelings are hurt easily. Making decisions for her is also difficult because there are so many interesting options calling her at once. However, she does have an evil side. She doesn't like talking or having anything to do with girls. In all honesty, to her, they just complain and start drama. Jenny is more of a tomboy in this. She just goes with life. She doesn't really care where it takes her as long as it is fun.That is another thing to add. Fun. She needs it. She craves it. She likes adventurous. She likes taking risks, which takes her to the history part of her life.



Eris isn't called The Icicle for nothing. Being sophisticated and smart, Eris is a cold beauty. Her intentions on life are very simple. Be queen, get married, and then have children. Her presence might be a little chilling at first, but once you get to know her, she's okay. Okay, sure, maybe Eris is a little mean. She just has a hard shell, that all. Another thing about Eris that scares a lot of people is that she always gets to make the decisions. If she doesn't like something you did, it's an immediate trip to her bad side, and usually, if you are on her bad side, you stay there. If you're thinking that Eris is heartless, you are wrong. Very wrong. Although Eris may come off as a bit of a pain, she's kinda a sweetheart. Well, a sweetheart to the people she likes, and there isn't a lot of people she likes. After a little while, you can get used to her cold nature.Since you only know Eris's outside layer, let's dig in deeper. Eris is a girl of many talents. One of those talents are hiding emotions. For example, if Eris is fuming, she will keep that anger inside and give you a calm smile. But sometimes, she just can't keep locking them away from everyone else. Her fury is one of the things she can't keep hidden. It's like there's a time bomb inside of her, just waiting to burst. Even the most smallest things can tick her off, like spilling a drink on her 5,000 dollar dress. Okay, that's not a very small thing but you get the idea. She's a bit of a procrastinator and will speak her mind if you try to talk back. Rudeness is another thing that Eris hates. Don't be rude, it's quite annoying. Sure, Eris can be a little rude herself, but it's not like she does it all the time.So, you see, Eris is a lot of things. But not funny. No, never funny. She can't even crack a simple witty joke! And if she does, it's usually one that no other can understand but herself. Even though she isn't funny, she can crack or smile. Or better yet, a laugh, but it's rarely seen on her face. The closest thing to a smile is a little turn up on her lips. Elsie never really was a happy person.

☄ Every one has a child hood secret

Happy Yes
Weird Yes
Got every thing Yes
PopularYes
Boy crazyYes
loveable Mmhmm

Born a month and a half too early on November 18th, Elsies survival through the early winter months was highly surprising. Not to mention the fact she reached her first birthday, or the next. Her mother was always calling her her miracle baby, for the odds were not for her when she was born. Her mother was a kind, gentle woman who loved and cared for everyone around her. Her father, a curt and logical man, complimented her personality perfectly, often providing the voice of reason when his wife went a little overboard with her hospitality. Elsie grew up in a very stable environment and was well on her way to becoming a caring young girl. When her mother fell ill not long after her fifth birthday, she was always telling her “I was a miracle, you can be one too, momma”. Contrary to Elsie's thoughts, her mother was not the same miracle she was and she succumbed to the illness within two months of acquiring the symptoms.
Her mother’s death caused a huge change in elsie, and she seemed to go on complete strike for several weeks. She would not eat unless forced, would not drink water unless tricked, and did not talk to anyone for close to three weeks. Her father had to have a very stern, heart-to-heart talk with his daughter to explain that life goes on no matter what happens and her mother’s death did not mean that everything in the world was going to fall apart. This turned elsie back on track to a normal life, and brought him a lot closer to her father.
Naturally, her father’s remarriage set elsie back away from him. Their relationship cooled deeply for at least a year, until she was told that she’d be having a new sibling. Everything became a reality for Elsie then, and she became aware once again that pouting would get her nowhere. She never did quite reconcile with her father, however, and they remain in an awkward relationship. She was seven at the birth of her younger sister, Maia, and would not like her very much for several years—after all, she was no fun to an energetic girl who just wanted to play. Angeline’s pregnancy with Thomas was much more acceptable in Elsies book, though.
It was after her brother came into the picture that she was informed by his father the only way to support the family was to go into the work force early. Only two weeks into her first job she was accidentally struck over the side of the head by the blunt side of an ax that a man had been swinging to hit a tree. Knocked unconscious. was put off of work for a month to recover, but throughout that time he merely engulfed himself in his thoughts instead of talking to someone about how he felt. It did not speed up the recovery process at all, the stress actually aiding in slowing it down almost to a halt. His return to the workforce was dominated by violent nosebleeds and bruises by his newly blinded eye that seemingly had no provocation. He eventually did recover, though, and now his eye is merely a nuisance to him.
His older sister married soon after she turned eighteen, and she is presently expecting a child. Therefore, preoccupied with her own family, Thad was left to reassure his younger siblings that they’d never ever have their names pulled, and that he’d never leave them for any reason. Little did he know his luck would run out at the next reaping. What terrified him the most was that, should he die, his siblings would have no one to protect them like he had been. When his name was called, he feared for the worst.
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彡 Balloons are kewlio

Boys Yes
Sports Yes
Coke Yes
Being PopularYes
Shirtless boysYes
Animols Mmhmm

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『 Sparks fly when your around me

Mean people Yes
Pepsi Yes
Jerks Yes
People oh are smarter then meYes
ChipsYes
Megamind Mmhmm

wip.

[Hakana]

(I'm on my phone as well.. XD)
OLIVERMASONREBEKA

| : The guy with a big ego | : The smoker | : Jerk | : Prrrfct boy | : Mr Musical | : Cheater | : Dirt Chai Latte | : Mason

Dating | : Grace Evans | : Serena Allen
Mood | : Relaxed
Location | : Starbucks

"Ahh, my princess deserves the very best." Oliver joked and nuzzled his face into her neck, "Well! We have had enough coffee!" He yelled and lifted her up bridal style, taking off running out the door as he literally placed her on the back of his motorcycle. "Forget you're car, I'll bring you back later to get it.. That is.. If you don't spend the night in my bed." The tall boy crossed his eyes as of course he expected her to smack him for saying that, he was just kidding. Being himself, he wouldn't dare cross her limits unless she let him. "Safety first." He grinned and placed the large helmet over her head. Gently kissing her cheek as he spidered his long legs on over the bulky bike, he grabbed her wrists and locked her arms around his thin waist. Smirking back at her. Of course, he knew she loved how toned his body was, but it really didn't come easy, he had to work out day in day out. "I'm taking you out for some fun, the princess has to leave her castle sometimes." He always called her his princess, mostly because she acted like one. He wasn't sure why.

Oliver kicked the stand out from under the red bike and turned the handles a few times to get the engine going, after that, he hit the gas and lifted his feet, allowing it to tear out of the parking lot. It was a nice wooded gravel road he loved to take to a place he called his 'getaway' when really it was just an old broken tree house on the edge of a cliff. Grinning, he sped up his bike to kick up dust behind it, he loved this road. Mostly because it was in a beautiful area, he loves nature alot more than the city's concrete. "Ahh, here we are princess." He smiled and slid off, lifting her off the bike. "Helmet hair.. Huh?" He teased and hopped back and forth on his feet like she would smack him. He was a playful guy, thats for sure. Lunging forward, he threw her over his shoulder and darted off to the wooded area and sat her down infront of the treehouse. "Welcome to Casa Ollie!" He was smiling for the longest time until, of course his cold caught up to him. Making him throw up to his side, "Sorry about that!" He laughed and wiped his mouth clean, how could he be so gross yet still remain happy? Beyond most people.

[winterwonderland.]

{ Tumblr: accepted; just make sure to finish her form sometime. c: }

[flie]

ｄｙｌａｎ ann ｒｏｓｓ
And I had a dream that you were with me, it wasn't my fault

be d i f f e r e n t ; ;

Outfit; outfit

Boyfriend; Jet <3

Status; Has a cold
and is staying at home.

Mood; Depressed

With; Jet

Location; Her house

"Of course I want you here, you dummy!" She nearly yelled, toppling over him, knocking both of them over to be laying side by side, face to face, on the wide couch. "Why wouldn't I want the guy I love to live with me?" She wrapped her arms around his neck, her tears now dried up. "I won't let you go even if you begged me."

She knows how messed up his family is. She's met them before. They were so nice to her, giving her piles of thing she didn't even need. But she knew how they were. Their smiles were fake and lifeless, as if they were wearing a mask that said "happiness" across it. The type she always wears. She never told Jet, but, she hates his family. Dylan finds a new scrap, cut, bruise, or scar on Jet everyday. It aggravates her by how badly his family treats him. If only she had enough courage to chew them out about it.

{ sorry, I had a bit of a writers block >//< }

[Host]

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M E . M Y S E L F . I
Mood;; Happy, somewhat hyper
Doing;; Hangin with my boy <3
With;; My boyfriend! Oliver.
At;; Starbucks, and then 'Casa Ollie'
Status;; Taken by the best <3

Serena smiled faintly and tilted her head back, her coffee haven finally cooled down. She was barely able to down it all before Oliver scooped her up. She let out a surprised yelp and draped an arm across his neck. She knew that he would rather throw himself off a bridge than let her fall, but she was more surprised than anything. She ignored the stares of the people in the shop as he easily exited the shop in a run.
Serena wrapped her arms over her stomach as he gently placed her down on the ground. "Was that really necessary?" She said with a failed attempt to frown. She was only able to hold the slight frown for a short moment before a smile swept over her face. By now, people knew that she didn't care what they thought. She was going to live her life how she wanted to live her life. And she wanted to live her life with Oliver.
She glanced up at him as he spoke. She blinked, realizing he was joking. She rolled her eyes. "Dream on, Lover-boy." Serena retorted, fighting to keep the color out of her cheeks. Thankfully, he placed the helmet on her head before the color could come. It wasn't like she hadn't thought of it before, but still. It was.. Well, random. Then again.. Oliver had a tendency of being quite random, so she shouldn't have been surprised. She glanced over in the direction of her Mustang. "So long, friend. I am being kidnapped by my own boyfriend."
She looked down at her clothing. She was wearing the clothing from earlier: jeans, a thick sweater, and riding boots. She had forgot to change after she had ridden Blondie. She pulled a thin horse hair from the dense wool of her sweater just as Oliver gracefully swung a leg over his motorcycle. His strong hands took her wrists and gently pulled them around his waist. Serena nearly let out a soft sigh at the feel of his toned stomach underneath the layer of clothing. She found herself scooting herself closer to him, resting her chin lightly on her shoulder.
"Hey- I do to get out." Serena said, defending herself playfully. She gently slid a hand further up his waist, taking in the small curves of his muscles beneath the clothing. She closed her eyes.
Serena wasn't about to lie, she had been intimidated when she had first seen his bike. She had heard of so many different stories of wrecks with these things. They offered virtually no protection if in a wreck. After she'd thought about it, she'd realized that horses were a lot like motorcycles. Although, horses were living creatures and ate grass instead of gas. Though, she knew that although Oliver may act carelessly, he was still careful.
Serena felt the air whoosh out of her lungs as the two-wheeled vehicle revved forward naturally as ever. Without exactly meaning to, her grip on Oliver's waist tightened as she leaned in closer to him. His toned body blocked most of the cool air that beat against the motorcycle.
Serena was hardly aware of the surroundings as Oliver drove. She kept her eyes closed for the most part. She would peak every now and then, only to see the blur of trees and snow. She tensed slightly when the sound of the wheels against the pavement switched to gravel. Her two bright blue eyes shot open in surprise. How long have we been driving? It only feels like it's been a few moments, but there isn't any gravel in town. Then again.. Even an hour with Oliver only feels like a moment.
She kept her eyes open for the rest of the ride.

Finally, the motorcycle pulled to a stop. Serena looked up at him as he cut the motor and swung off the seat. Easily, as if she only weighed a few pounds, lifted her from the bike. He lifted the helmet from her head. Helmet hair, huh? Serena's eyes narrowed dangerously as she reached up and smoothed her hair. She slid forward, but he was bouncing side to side.
She opened her mouth to say something, when he lunged forward. Serena tried to take a step back, but he had her lifted off the ground and slung easily over his shoulder before she could even lift her foot. All she could do was hang loosely on his shoulder as he walked. "I have two working legs, you know.." She said, though secretly, she loved being carried like this. She loved the fact that Oliver was was so much taller and stronger than her. She could take care of herself, but she knew if she couldn't, Oliver could.
Finally, he set her down. Serena smiled at his greeting, but that smile was quickly wiped away when he puked. Her stomach tightened, but she kept her feet planted. She reached out and tentatively rested her hand on his shoulder. "You really shouldn't be in this weather if you're sick, Oll." She said softly, concern filling her voice. Though, when he straitened, he seemed fine. Her eyes narrowed, taken back by his reaction. "Don't be." She said quietly and stood on her toes to plant a light kiss on his lower cheek, carefully avoiding his lips.

; I hope this makes up for all the crappy posts I've been making. I just don't have a lot of time to get a good post done. ;

[Hakana]

(Okay, I'll try to make a half way decent post! My muse is really low.)
OLIVERMASONREBEKA

| : The guy with a big ego | : The smoker | : Jerk | : Prrrfct boy | : Mr Musical | : Cheater | : Dirt Chai Latte | : Mason

Dating | : Grace Evans | : Serena Allen
Mood | : Relaxed
Location | : Starbucks

Oliver couldn't help but tense as she layed her hand on his shoulder, shaking his head. "I'm fine, I am getting over it." He lied and turned around hoisting her up the warm treehouse, it was only because he had it closed up with heater that it was really warm, since he worked with his dad who was an electrician, he was able to wire it to the treehouse. It was a few seconds later, he flipped on the light. "So princess, does it look any better than before?" He asked, he had done many improvements to the whole place, including replacing the rotted boards with new ones, adding in a sofa, a bed, and a television. Whenever his dad would kick him out, this is where he stayed. "Are you cold?" He asked and gave her a soft smile, which basicly. For him was adorable. He reached over and pulled a warm sweater off the sofa, which was accented with his sweet scent. The tall boy gently layed the sweater over her shoulders and grasped her hand, pulling her over onto the sofa as he cleared away a few stray peices of clothing.
"I'm sorry I threw up, that was disgusting." He chuckled and stretched out across her lap, letting his black hair fall off his forehead. "So, princess. The television, what would be the royal choice?" He asked and handed her the remote.
"Personally, I believe you would like to watch me strip wouldn't you?" Olliver clicked his tongue and sat up, gripping the back of his shirt as he gently slipped it off, he slid over her lap and chuckled softly, his face obviously red despire his outgoing actions. "I am yours, my princess." He smiled cheekily and began to run his fingers through her hair.

After a few seconds, he sat up and yawned. "Would you like some hot chocolate?" He asked and jokingly picked up a chocolate bar, shoving it in the microwave. Of course, being his 'funny' self. He desided jump over the back of the couch and slide behind her. Bringing her up on his lap. "How you doin' cutie?" He asked and chuckled softly, "I don't want to get you sick... But I feel bad. You must take care of me." He started lowering himself to the sofa, "help me, I'm dying." he chuckled and flicked his hair back, which he usually did to keep it out of his eyes.

[Host]

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M E . M Y S E L F . I
Mood;; Hyper from coffee, playful
Doing;; Flirting/hanging with Oliver
With;; The best guy in the world. Zac Efron.
Nah, Oliver is wayy better
At;; 'Casa Ollie'
Status;; Taken by the best <3

Serena narrowed her blue eyes, but said nothing. She closed her eyes as the warm heat washed over her, sending shivers and tingling sensations down and through her body. She glanced around the room, loosening the sweater which was tightly wrapped around her slender shoulders. The cool metal of her new necklace sent yet another slight shiver down her back. She reached up and touched it lightly, tracing the infinity sign with light fingers.
The treehouse was different.. Really different. It had more of a modern feel to it. She looked up as lights lit up the space. She looked over at Oliver with a bright smile. "It's definitely a lot better." She said smoothly, blue eyes moving smoothly over the new floorboards and television.
A new warmth came over Serena when Oliver slipped a sweater over her shoulders. She let out a soft 'thank you' and took his hand, twining her fingers with his. She sat down when he pulled her to the couch. She shrugged her slender shoulders. "No biggy, you're sick. It's not your fault." Serena said quietly. "Although, you shouldn't be out in this kind of weather. Especially with only your motorcycle. I rather would have let you drive my Baby." She added, referring to her gray Mustang.
Serena grasped the remote, but she wasn't even able to look at the buttons before Oliver was shirtless and over her. She surprised herself by releasing a soft sigh as his hand slipped through her wind-swept hair. She would have kissed him right then and there, if he hadn't been sick, of course. She gazed into the soft blue eyes and reached up, gently tracing his cheek with her index finger.
Serena forced herself not to grumble when he got up.
She narrowed her eyes when he pushed a chocolate into the microwave. She raised her brows into a swooping arc when he jumped over the back of the couch and slide behind her. She willingly moved to his lap. "No more coffee for Olli." She muttered, acting like she was saying it to herself. "Oliver, I always take care of you, even when you're not sick." She said as he leaned back and flipped his hair out of his eyes. Serena dramatically reached out and caught her hand in between his head and the sofa.
"No, Oliver! I was never able to tell you how much I loved you!" Serena said, voice extremely dramatic. She smiled, flashing two rows of perfectly strait teeth.

[Hakana]

(My lacking muse, oh I'm sorry XD)
OLIVERMASONREBEKA

| : The guy with a big ego | : The smoker | : Jerk | : Prrrfct boy | : Mr Musical | : Cheater | : Dirt Chai Latte | : Mason

Dating | : Serena Allen
Mood | : Relaxed
Location | : Starbucks

Oliver chuckled when she started to act dramaticly, that was when he started to fake cough. "Oh dear oh me. I think my heart is going out." He chuckled and grabbed her hand, oh how he wished to see her blush. He gently slid it over his chest and down his washboard abs. Smirking as he waited for her reaction. But before he could see it.. Oliver jumped up and opened the window, which about ten feet below was a large lake. And being his daring self, he jumped and dove right down into the icy water. He was a very recklace boy who lived by the whole 'YOLO' meme. Of course, this was for sure a bad idea, while sick to even try going into the ice cold water, infact, it was snowing outside! After being under water for a good minute, he surfaced and drug himself to the snow, whimpering. He curled up and furrowed his shoulders. Clearly freezing, he slowly stood up and made his way back inside, collapsing onto the floor as his freezing, wet body layed on the floor, making him almost go into tears, he wanted to appear strong for her but that was an awful idea. "Serena.." He whimpered and reached for her but he retracted his arm and scooted infront of the heater. "That was a stupid idea." He murmured and shook out his wet hair.

[Host]

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M E . M Y S E L F . I
Mood;; Scared
Doing;; Watching in horror
With;; My (foolish) boyfriend
At;; 'Casa Ollie'
Status;; Taken by the best <3

Serena's cheekbones turned a faint shade of pink as her fingers traced lightly over his abs and muscles.She couldn't do anything more before Oliver leaped up. Serena slid gracefully to her feet when he slid to the window. "Oliver?" Was all she was able to say before he jumped.
Serena's heart plummeted. She lunged forward, not daring to jump out of the window. "Oliver!" She yelled, voice cracking slightly. "Damn, kid." She cursed and pushed off the window and to the door. She slipped onto the snow grass, pealing off her sweater. Now she was only wearing a simple white undershirt that was thin. She ignored the frosty air that bit at her skin and slid to the shore. She draped the thick sweater over his shoulders as she half-dragged him into the house. She used the heel of her boot to slam the door shut. She grabbed his own sweater and also placed it over him as he collapsed in front of the heater. She forced herself not to stand up and yell at him. Instead, she calmly, gazed into his eyes and placed her hands on the sides of his face, ignoring the cold water droplets that dripped down and soaked her sleeves.
"Why, in the hell would you do that?" Serena said, clenching her teeth. She could smack him. Her shoulders were shaking, but not because of the cold. Because she was scared. She didn't know life without Oliver anymore, and she didn't want to find out what it was like. She closed her fingers around his damp shirt and took a deep breath, holding his gaze. She pulled away and twisted. She grabbed her purse, which had been on the couch. She dug around for a moment before pulling out two granola bars and thrusting them to him. She pulled out her phone and dialed her mother's number.
"Mom? Could you do me a favor and come and get me and Oliver?"
She listened for a moment as her mother stated that dad had the car. She ran a hand through her hair.
"The Mustang is parked at Starbucks. The keys are under the seat."
Serena quickly gave directions and ended the call, dropping back down beside Oliver. She curled up at his side, hoping that her warmth would keep him somewhat warm.

; This is pry my last post for the night. G'night everybody. ;