The Drop Outs :: Closed & Started

[Lucky_Star]

Janai felt being picked up. She felt weak and hot she slowly opens her eyes seeing Sam and Looks at Adam "I..it's my fault my p..parents" she fainted again. All she needed was water


(I suck at this ;-;)

[Joey.]

Flame laughed, following, nudging Sam with her shoulder roughly before she stepped inside, Fang in pursuit. "So dramatic," She said in a fake, high-pitched British accent, placing the back of her hand against her forehead, "Oh, Adam, I'm so weak, all my fault, aah!"

[ᴛʜᴇᴡᴏʟғ]

>> Adam glared at Flame again before trying to listen to Janai. "Let's just get her to my room," he sighed and started heading that way.

>> Sam smirked at Flame, thinking the exact same thing. I mean, Adam was pretty attractive, so it would make sense. She shut and locked the door behind Flame and followed the three down the steps to Adam's room.

[Joey.]

Flame followed, leaning against the door frame, glancing around the room curiously.

[ᴛʜᴇᴡᴏʟғ]

>> Adam laid the girl gently into his bed, glancing back at Sam and Flame. "Somebody get a wash clothe," he said and looked over her. She felt hot on her forehead. She hopefully just had a cold of something. A sick girl in the Dugout? That might be a problem... He grabbed a bottle of water from his desk and set it aside, just in case.

[Joey.]

"You're an idiot, she could get everyone else here sick." Flame grumbled, not moving, though she noticed something on his desk/dresser thingy.

[Lucky_Star]

Janai coughed looking at them..she felt like they don't want her around "maybe I should have just died in the ally way..or at home" she mumbled as tears fell down her face. She slowly turns her back to them refusing the water.

(Poor janai )

[ᴛʜᴇᴡᴏʟғ]

>> Adam glared at Flame and did something similar to a growl. "Shut up!" he said, sternly, then turned back to Janai. "Drink something, and don't listen to Flame. She's a downer." He mumbled and gave a little wink to try and cheer her up.

[Joey.]

Flame rolled her eyes, "Actually if she could've stayed in that alleyway., that would've been lovely." She grumbled, crossing her arms.

[ᴛʜᴇᴡᴏʟғ]

>> Adam turned to Flame with daggers in his eyes. "If you don't like her being here, then go back to your, own, room." He stood up, sweat matted hair falling into his eyes. He really wasn't in the mood, not with the beers buzzing in his system.

>> Sam put a hand on Flame's shoulder, trying to hold back a grin. "Maybe you should go," she suggested, watching Adam getting mad. He didn't seem like he was the type to get mad... What were they doing outside the Dugout?