Willow Gale Foster Home (Closed)

[TheBeast_Tamer]

Tancered
Tancered tried to shake the hair out of his face to look at Sarah."is there a place I can sit down?" He still hadn't had a tour

[Jιηx]

sarah

sarah brought him to the living room. "Here ya go, buddy. Just call if you need anything," she said. "I'll be in the kitchen, making dinner."

Brooke

She started. "Really, Matti?" She asked, clutching her chest dramatically. "You gave me a heart attack!"

[TheBeast_Tamer]

Tancered
Tancered nodded quietly and whispered,"thank you." He pulled a sharpie from his pocket and began to draw on his cast.

[м o e]

Matti Ray - Brooke

He took on a dramatic puppy face. "Aw I'm sorry Brookie." He saw, making a pouty lip.

[Jιηx]

Brooke

She slugged him lightly, scowling playfully- Brooke was almost never mad for real. "Yeah, yeah, yeah," she grumped. "What do you want?" Brooke did a great imitation of an old man- she was very proud of it.

[TheBeast_Tamer]

(You two could interact with Tancered if you want, you don't have to though)

[Jιηx]

Brooke

Brooke looked at Tancered. "Do you see this guy?" she asked. She was still quiet, but it was the most she'd interacted with most of the residents of the house. She was in an unusually playful mood.

[Jared.]

(( Cant Sleep @_@ ))

.:Keith:.

Keith walked out the front door and crossed his arms from the cold, he forgot to grab his jacket.
He stood outside on the porch enjoying the cold air, he coughed taking out his cigarette packet and his pink lighter walking to the side of the house, he lit his cigarette and quickly inhaled, his shoulders lowered, he could feel his lungs crashing with the smoke as he could feel the mild warmth that came from the smoke, he exhaled with a cough.
He leaned on the side of the house for moments until he felt calm enough to burn out his cigarette.

[Jιηx]

Brooke

Brooke saw him walk out, but figured it was nothing, Keith just liked being outside. She turned back to the conversation, bumping into Matti like a spastic Chihuahua.

[Jared.]

.:Keith:.

He burned out his cigarette and stepped on it, he left to the front of the house, he sat on the porch, his hands turned paler from the cold air, he was calm, he picked himself up and walked inside.
Keith was relaxed, he made his way to the kitchen, Keith passed Brooke with a light scent of smoke on him. He went straight for the sink grabbing himself a glass of water,