Skyfall|Romance Rp| Accepting!

[ıňғıňıţʏpѧяţʏ]

Tyson just smirked at Yanet and surprised himself when he did this, he leaned closer to her face and kissed her heel smiling.

[.::Gasoline::.]

Yanet

Her eyes widened and her face turned to an even darker shade of red. Her heart beat fast in her chest as she stared at him.

[ıňғıňıţʏpѧяţʏ]

Tyson smiled at Yanet and paerted himself from her. "You okay?" he asked her as if he didn't know what he did.

[.::Gasoline::.]

Yanet

"Y-you. . . Why. . ." She didn't know what to say, so she just stuttered a bunch of nonsense. Finally, she asked, "Why did you kiss me?"

[ıňғıňıţʏpѧяţʏ]

Putting a new poll up in a moment.)
Tyson's smile faded away and he said, "Why wouldn't I kiss you?" he asked in a weird tone.

[~ moth ~]

Timothy growled at Clair. "You just shut your mouth ok." He hissed and started to walk a bit faster. "It's non of your business." He muttered to her.

Collin slowly followed after Ena. He peeked his head into the apartment and looked around. He glanced down to where she pointed. "D-do you have f-food?" He murmured and looked over at her.

[.::Gasoline::.]

Yanet

She shrugged. "Because you don't 'love' me?" She replied as if she was unsure of her answer.

[ıňғıňıţʏpѧяţʏ]

Clair silently hissed and slowed her pace again. "If you're going to be such a jerk maybe I can let you walk home by yourself" she told him and turned around beginning to walk away.


Tyson frowned at Yanet. "Who said I didn't 'love' you?" he asked and took his head off of her shoulder.

[.::Gasoline::.]

Yanet

"Well, I just assumed. . ." She looked at him. "Does that mean you do?"

[~ moth ~]

Timothy glanced back at her. "Fine." He hissed and walked off too. 'I don't need Clair. I don't need anybody.' He angerly thought. 'I need Rose.' Timothy thought a sad expression appearing on his face. He stopped and looked down at the ground. Rose was his little sister. She died because of humans. And so did his parents. Rose was only seven when she was killed. She was his whole life. He fed her, brought her clothes, bought toys and stuff for her, he cared for her. Rose was what his world revolved around and she was gone. She was killed just a week ago and he was still grieving for her. But he hid his grieving with anger and hate and rudeness. He was sad. He missed his little sister.