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[minho]

ryleigh may keating

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Ryleigh read the words, slowly smiling at Marcus. Ah, so he was a selective mute? And he wasn't deaf? That was good enough for her. "Oh, well, that's okay. I can talk for the both of us. I could totally write a screenplay of this." She joked, laughing lightly. Ry was a happy, go-lucky girl with the more than often thought of suicide. Moving on from that, she took the phone in her hands and took a second to remember her number. She slowly entered her digits, resisting the urge to say something...flirty. Well, actually, she didn't. "Wow, exchanging numbers already; I thought you had to buy me a drink first." Handing him his phone back, she allowed to be dragged out of the room. Wow, Marcus was pretty stoked about this place. Who wouldn't be? "haunted" and all, anyone would want to take a look around. However, it did bother her when she saw how many rooms the place had. Why share one with another? These people really wanted them to get to know one another. Ryleigh didn't bother to look back when Marcus entered another room but continued to walk ahead, glancing at every open and closed door. But, once she felt someone grab her shoulders, she jumped and screamed. Yeah, she was that kind of person when frightened. Probably the best one with reactions to that sort of thing. When seeing it was Marcus, she softly slugged him in the shoulder. "It's okay to give me a heart attack, really. I'd love to haunt this place and make you my personal victim. I'd annoy you to death with my talking. Then we both could be ghosts." Ry was joking, of course. Being stuck on earth forever didn't sound too swell.

[rhiannon.]

▸ christopher 'chris' elliott
▸ 18
▸ wearing

He smiled faintly and nodded, ending her torture. "You don't have to. It was just an offer, but don't be alarmed when you see me. A fair warning, yes?" He nodded to her, and put everything back in the box. He replaced the tissue paper, snugly wrapping it around the pile of forbidden items; it was basically Bad Boy in a Box. Chris didn't really classify himself as a 'Bad Boy', because girls went after those; Chris was a lone ranger for the most part. He didn't remember ever having a girlfriend, only one night stands while he was influenced. He put the top on the black box, and shoved it under the bed. He straightened up again, and saw Hazel with her face covered. "Why are you doing that?" He asked. "I see you peeking." He raised an eyebrow. Maybe it was one of her problems; covering her face at random times during conversation. He looked at her, waiting for a response. He hoped he'd break this weird habit of hers, or at least help her work on it; then again, that wasn't his place.

[B r o k e n;]

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Ｈａｚｅｌ Ｗｉｎｔｅｒｓ

◄Haze|Ms. Anxious|Seventeen|Female|Wearing►

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Hazel nodded and smiled as if saying 'thanks'. Still holding on to the 'not talking anymore' thing. She was being stupid and she knew it, but still. She sort of zoned in for a while because the next thing she knew Chris was asking her why she was covering her face. What was she meant to say now? "I'm don't like making eye contact with people. Sort of scared actually." Yeah, cause that wouldn't make her be weird. Wait.. she did just say that out loud. Well damn it. Okay she used to love to make eye-contact and that was with one person only. Reece. But, he was dead now and she just decided not to look anyone else in the eye. It was sort of idiotic, but then she could remember his eyes and his only. And that was as close as she could get to him, unless you counted the numerous night terrors where he died over and over again and she just stood there and watched until she woke up crying and screaming. Okay, that was painful to think about. Him dying. Her watching. Why couldn't he just left her die instead? That would've been much easier wouldn't it? She wasn't a person important enough to be missed, unlike him. Everybody loved Reece and then there was her. Okay, she really needed to stop thinking about him because else she would just burst into tears. A small, subtle sigh escaped her lips as she reached up to the necklace he gave her.

When Chris revealed that he could see her peeking at him she let her hands drop away from her slightly-reddish face. Disadvantages of having very pale skin? People can easily tell if you're blushing or going red with embarrassment. "I wasn't peeking." she tried to convince him, pulling her pillow in her lap, looking at his chest instead of his face. Totally not weird. Nope. What? Hazel being weird? That would be impossible. Hopefully he wouldn't notice it though.

[Stankinator]

Leda B.
Wearing: X
With: Timothy
Mood: Upset

Leda gently turned to see what he was doing. Then turned back around like nothing happened. She was still looking out the window, wondering if he hated her now. People usually did hate Leda. She was always afraid of what they were going to think of her. Leda wasn't shocked when she once heard his voice again. She hesitated at the last three words, "whadda 'bout you?" Should she really tell this complete stranger her problems. Does he actually care? Sadness filled her eyes just thinking about her past. Leda decided that if she was going to stay a month with this kid she outta at least tell him why she is here. She sighed, "I'm always putting bad thoughts into my head. Always second guessing things and worrying about if people like me. I'm never able to move on from the past, never able to erase the sound of my mum's scream or erase the image of her slowly dying. When my mum did die I moved to America and lived with my insane grandmother. I had an eating disorder and only talked to my grandmother. So I guess my problem is I have depression. I can't help it, I mean this world is a filthy place." She was looking out the window the whole time, not make eye contact with Timothy, mostly because she was afraid of his reaction. He was probably just going to say she is lying. Leda sat there for a couple second, she wondered about telling him the cutting part. She couldn't help but touch her wrist just from thinking of them. Leda made fresh ones last night, and any minute they could start bleeding again. They usually do withing the twenty-four hours they were made.

.: I got inspiration from your kind words! :.

[Self Destruction]

Shane Spire Castel
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mr. self hate | Male | Eighteen
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She walked away from me when she put the phone to her ear which would have been the same thing I would have done If I had anyone that actually cared enough to phone, no family, no friends, no one who will ever actual care about me although I don't care about me so why would anyone else? All I heard from the conversation was Kait pretty much saying yeah to everything her Brother had to say to her, she read the note I had written for her and nodded so I guess I was going to get something to eat I usually didn't eat with other people some self conscious thing no matter what I always seem to be a messy eater and it really annoys the fact that I can't eat without getting crumbs everywhere, I just smiled back seeing as she was on the phone.
I stood up when she finished her phone call with an I love you and made her way back over to me I just shrugged "I don't know" I said "But I'm good with anywhere I'm starving" I said adding a smile thinking she was probably the same due to the noises her stomach was making moments earlier

[haadez_]

marcus lightmon

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m o o d;
happy
t a g g e d ;
ryleigh
d o i n g ;
exploring
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marcus grins at ryleigh as she jokes around and shakes his head. Taking out his phone he texts her ' wanna go explore the town?' then he grabs her hand and drags her out the front door. Walking down the block a while he stops in front of the Chuck e cheese. Smirking at Ryleigh, Marcus drags her inside the place and takes out his phone. 'lunch on me if you order it.' he texts looking up at her with puppy dog eyes. ' and yes we're playing all of the games so don't even try and argue with me.' he adds before going and sitting down [wb.

[B r o k e n;]

((that moment when I realize that I text people when they're in the same car as me or room or whatever just like Marcus.
.u. even though he's a fictional character... I'mnotalone. :'D))

[haadez_]

[haha yeah but he has to c:

[B r o k e n;]

((pfft. Details details. cx))

[haadez_]

marcus lightmon

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m o o d;
happy
t a g g e d ;
ryleigh
d o i n g ;
exploring
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marcus grins at ryleigh as she jokes around and shakes his head. Taking out his phone he texts her ' wanna go explore the town?' then he grabs her hand and drags her out the front door. Walking down the block a while he stops in front of the Chuck e cheese. Smirking at Ryleigh, Marcus drags her inside the place and takes out his phone. 'lunch on me if you order it.' he texts looking up at her with puppy dog eyes. ' and yes we're playing all of the games so don't even try and argue with me.' he adds before going and sitting down [wb.