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

[Monster.]

{Okay i will finish her now}

[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 >//< }

[flie]

{ bump. }

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[Hakana]

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 coughed softly and cuddled the sweater as it was put over him. "I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be so cold. I forgot." He said stupidly and layed his forehead on her shoulder, "Your warm." he said and pretty much tackled her to the floor, wrapping himself around her. Back to his silly self, of course. A little chill wasn't enough to bring such a spirited boy to his knees, for he was quite strong. After removing her sweater and giving it back to her, he slipped his own back on. Shivering slightly as he did so, he let out a soft yawn. "Why'd you call you're mom? We can just take my bike?" He tilted his head, pawing at his eyes to get rid of an itchy spot since his allergys were irritating alone, muchless how cold he was. He had always been the type to take any risk, it was amazing he was even alive with all the stuff he had done, from diving off of cliffs to his favorite motorcycle. Yawning once more, he stood and huddled closer to the small heater. "Sorry to scare you." He mumbled and glanced down at the floor, clearly upset. It was pretty east to hurt his feelings, since he was bullied around in his younger years.

Oliver took a deep breath to fill his large lungs, expelling it soon later. "Can I make you some real hot chocolate?" He asked with a weak smile, trying to break his upset frown. "I guess I really shouldn't drink two cups of coffee." He said and lifted his gaze a little more, looking at her with his sparkly pleading eyes, he wanted to make sure she wasn't mad at him. It would break his heart for her to be. Since he has always been the type of person to take it to heart and stay depressed for a long time. "Princess.." He said softly and nudged her playfully, clearly trying to get her to forgive him for his stupid act, really, he never even thought of how cold the water might have been, or the fact that he could have killed himself. Its mostly just what fits in the moment that he does. No matter how stupid it may be.

[Host]

ϟℰℝℰℕѦ

M E . M Y S E L F . I
Mood;; Angry.. But worried
Doing;; Controlling anger
With;; My commonsense-less boyfriend
At;; 'Casa Ollie'
Status;; Taken by the best <3 But the most foolish

Serena snorted and crossed her arms over her chest. "It was stupid." She agreed, voice coming out surprisingly smooth. She let out a small sigh of surprise when she was pinned to the floor. She avoided his gaze. She wasn't mad. He had scared her. She didn't know what she would do without him; and she didn't want to find out. But if he kept doing stupid, careless things like that, she wouldn't be able to handle it.
Serena roughly tore the sweater over her thin torso, tying the strap quickly. Warmth washed over her so quickly she nearly sighed. "You are not riding that bike." Serena said firmly, hardly giving him enough time to finish his sentence. "You already have a cold, you shouldn't be outside. Muchless jumping into freezing lakes. I'll give you a ride in the morning to get your bike." Serena added firmly.
Serena shrugged at his apology, though, her anger soon faded away. She shook her head at the thought of hot chocolate. She wasn't attempting to be mean, but she wasn't thirsty. Or hungry. She was still shaking. Not from the cold, but from the fear she had just overcome. "My mother will be here soon." She said softly, just as she heard the quiet purr of the Mustang, her baby.
Serena brought herself to her feet, arching her back in a long, full stretch. "Come on, lover." She said as she exited the treehouse. Her strides were long and smooth. Serena tilted her head in surprise at the second vehicle, a pickup.
"We figured that you and your friend would like to drive home alone." Her mother said as the pickup's horn honked. "See you later, darling. And you otta let me drive that 'Stang again soon." Her mother said with a wink before driving away with her father in the pickup.
Serena slid into the car and pushed the heaters toward Oliver's direction, her eyes glued to the windshield. She waited patiently for him to get into the car and close the door.

[thund3r]

|J e t Kirkland |

•Broken Pianist • • Numb Painter • • Lost Soul •
“Even cowards can endure hardship; only the brave can endure suspense. ”
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J e t
Wearing: [this]
Girlfriend: Dylan <3
Feeling: broken
and concerned for Dylan
Currently: At
Dyaln's house
With: Dylan

Jet was caught off guard by her sudden hug attack and laugh, falling beside her on the couch. He had no clue that the tiny suggestion would make her so happy. He laughed softly, leaning over and kissing the tip on her nose."Well you going to have to, cause i need to go get my clothes and stuff from my house." he chuckled, wrapping his arms around her waist and holding her close to his chest. "Do you wanna come with me or stay here? I know my family is.....unpleasant...you could wait in the car though." he suggested. He wasn't sure if he wanted to leave his poor sicky girlfriend alone at home.

He hated his family. He was go glad he had the chance to stay here with his girl. "So where will i be sleeping? On the couch?" he smirked kissing the top of her head before sitting up reluctantly, wishing he could stay there with her the entire rest of the day."After all we aren't "married" yet" he put air quotes around married because although they weren't married by law they were close enough to be.

Pulling out his iphone he shot his sister a text 'are the demons at home?' she asked, reffering to thier parents. If they were, this was going to turn into more of a secretive spy mission if anything. He took a deep breath and groaned as she teted back quickly. yes. y? he turned off his phone. "damn, the folks are at home" he sighed, running a hand through his short curly caramel colored hair.

[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; Neutral

With; Jet

Location; Her house

Her expression changed to one similar to a pout. "Do you have too...?" Dylan mumbled, not wanting to let him leave. She hates living alone in this empty house, only talking to herself when she gets to the point of desperation. "Of course I'm going," she stated, a serious tone in her voice as she grew closer to him without noticing it. A light blush settled in her cheeks, making them a rosy pink color.

Dylan took a moment to think about it before speaking. "Anywhere you want." She felt sort of bad when she realized that she only has one bed. He could always sleep there, but it may be awkward at first. When she heard him say the last word, "yet", her cheeks became pinker, blush going across the bridge of her nose as well.

The brunette stared at her boyfriend, pity for him showing as clear as crystal on her face. She knows how they are, and how they treat Jet. And she really hates it. No one deserves that type of life style. No one. Dylan nuzzled up closer to him, speaking to him with a reassuring tone, her voice close to a whisper. "It'll be okay."

[Host]

ϟℰℝℰℕѦ

M E . M Y S E L F . I
Mood;; Angry.. But worried
Doing;; Controlling anger
With;; My commonsense-less boyfriend
At;; 'Casa Ollie'
Status;; Taken by the best <3 But the most foolish

Serena snorted and crossed her arms over her chest. "It was stupid." She agreed, voice coming out surprisingly smooth. She let out a small sigh of surprise when she was pinned to the floor. She avoided his gaze. She wasn't mad. He had scared her. She didn't know what she would do without him; and she didn't want to find out. But if he kept doing stupid, careless things like that, she wouldn't be able to handle it.
Serena roughly tore the sweater over her thin torso, tying the strap quickly. Warmth washed over her so quickly she nearly sighed. "You are not riding that bike." Serena said firmly, hardly giving him enough time to finish his sentence. "You already have a cold, you shouldn't be outside. Muchless jumping into freezing lakes. I'll give you a ride in the morning to get your bike." Serena added firmly.
Serena shrugged at his apology, though, her anger soon faded away. She shook her head at the thought of hot chocolate. She wasn't attempting to be mean, but she wasn't thirsty. Or hungry. She was still shaking. Not from the cold, but from the fear she had just overcome. "My mother will be here soon." She said softly, just as she heard the quiet purr of the Mustang, her baby.
Serena brought herself to her feet, arching her back in a long, full stretch. "Come on, lover." She said as she exited the treehouse. Her strides were long and smooth. Serena tilted her head in surprise at the second vehicle, a pickup.
"We figured that you and your friend would like to drive home alone." Her mother said as the pickup's horn honked. "See you later, darling. And you otta let me drive that 'Stang again soon." Her mother said with a wink before driving away with her father in the pickup.
Serena slid into the car and pushed the heaters toward Oliver's direction, her eyes glued to the windshield. She waited patiently for him to get into the car and close the door.

[Hakana]

(Don't worry, I'll post in a bit, I didn't forget you I just don't have the muse to write as much as I would like for this roleplay.)

[Host]

-Oh, alright. I just didn't want it to get lost in the stream of.. Well, posts. I thought that there were a lot more posts than there really are. Hmm. (: -