Paris Lights | Closed

[Chanel .]

Mary Jane
She turned to her side , facing Dylan and played with his hair . She really liked doing this too peoples hair , some peoples hair was like really rough . Which was why she stopped immediately ,she then asked "So , whats your parents like ?" she asked . Looking at him with her blue eyes , she didn`t stop touching his hair . She hoped he didn`t mind her asking , since most people were like perfectly fine telling her . She kind of had forgotten what it was like , since she kind of had to be independent , when she wasn`t home. She also had to work , in order to get cars , and clothes . Once in a while her dad would send like money too her , but that was like once every two months . She didn`t mind working , she did like to socialize . She worked in an antique store , and a pet store . She really liked animals , she then place her bear in the middle of them .

[★ nirvana,]

Dylan sighed as he heard the question, and rolled over onto his side so that he was facing Mary. He didn't care about the fact that Mary was playing with his hair - he actually liked it when people did that as long as they don't mess it all the way up. "Well," he began. "As for my mum, she ... died from childbirth problems." He started picking at a loose string of the cover. "And with my dad ... I haven't seen him for years. He's poor ... so I live with my aunt and my uncle." He said, his British accent thicker and more noticeable than usual.

[Chanel .]

Mary Jane
She looked at Dylan as he turned at her facing at her , she smiled and listened to his story . She played along with his hair , as she listened . She felt bad that she had asked she then said ,"Oh im sorry , i shouldn`t have asked" she told him . She then said ,"Wow , just noticed your accent" she said , with her Australian accent . Mary , was born in Australia , she moved here at about the age of 5 . She looked at him and nuzzled him , then said "I feel bad now ," , as she got herself up . She picked up her bear , and went on her side . She looked at her phone , and just laid down , she wasn`t ignoring him , but she was just thinking . She got a little sad that she had asked .

[★ nirvana,]

Dylan shook his head as Mary said she was sorry. "Don't be. It's not your fault you didn't know ... besides, I've gotten over it." He said. "Kind of," he added quietly. Then when she spoke about his accent he smiled. "Yeah. I moved from England to America when I was ... 16, I think. Dunno. Don't really keep track of that kind of stuff." He shrugged. "And like I said before, don't feel bad. Wasn't your fault all of that happened." He pointed out.

[Chanel .]

Mary Jane
She turned too him and said , "But , i brought it up , and its probably gonna make you think about it . " she told him . While going back to laying down , she twisted around in a circle and said , " Kind of ? .." she said . Walking over to his bed once again , and hugging him . She didn`t want him to be sad for the rest of the night . She sighed , as she hugged him , she couldn`t help it . It was so temping not to , she would have wanted a hug , when her parents weren`t around her life much .

[★ nirvana,]

Dylan sighed. "Well, yeah - I was trying to forget about it now that I am so far away from all of it, but still, it wasn't your fault. You couldn't have known that had happened so it wasn't your fault even if you had been the one to ask a question." He responded. "Oh, and yes. Kind of. I've kind of gotten over the whole thing. I would be completely over it by now if my aunt and uncle would stop throwing the pity train at me everyday." He grunted, though when Mary hugged him, he hugged back and held on rather tight.

(I gotta go to bed. <.< I'll reply in the morning!)

[Chanel .]

Mary Jane
She looked at him with a sad face , she didn`t say anything . Not wanting to make it a bigger scene , she lightly nodded her head , and looked at him with her blue eyes . She nuzzled him , when he hugged her back . She felt a bit bad still , she would get over it over night maybe . She didn`t tell him to stop since , she liked hugs . Mary was afraid of a lot of stuff ,which was why she was always hidden behind things . She really hated thunder , she would literly hide under her bed , trying to stop being scared . She also had no one to go to when it did rain , she just had her bear . Which held most of her tears , she looked at Dylan and said , "Are you afraid of thunder ?" she asked .

Night night .

[★ nirvana,]

Dylan shook his head as he heard the question that Mary asked. "No," he responded. "I'm not afraid of thunder. Not unless it's nighttime and thundering." He chucckled, then added, "I'm guessing you are then, though, if you're asking. Is there anything else that you're afraid of?" He asked. "I, for one, literally hate clowns." Dylan shrugged. "Petrified. I'm literally petrified of them."

(Phone.)

[vogue]

{{ Sorry to say I will be quitting this roleplay as it is of no interest to me anymore.

[Chanel .]

Mary Jane
She looked at Dylan and nodded her head , and answered and said , "Well dolls , theres something about them . Like when your walking and they stare at you " she told him . Then said , "Clowns are pretty scary " she , nuzzled his nose . She then turned to face the wall . She was a little sleepy now , she yawned as she closed her eyes lightly . She wasn`t going to fall asleep just yet , she usually slept all day , which was why she was tierd.