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"I know my type, no one." Roman stuck out his tongue and this time did push Remus off. "Your type is anyone who could kill you."
"I know my type, no one." Roman stuck out his tongue and this time did push Remus off. "Your type is anyone who could kill you."
Remus flopped onto the ground, not too bothered by the fact that he was shoved off. "You're right, but come on! Did you see him? He's kinda cute!" He said with a smirk. "And I'm sure you have a type. You're a hopeless romantic, Roman."
Patton knocked on Roman's door, with a stuffed animal in hand. "Can I come in, kiddos? I got kinda bored on my own."
Dee finished cleaning up and unpacking his stuff and setting up. He was now laying in bed playing with his snake.
Roman stood up, flicked Remus. "Aromantic bitch. The idea of romance is waaaay better than actual shit." When Patton knocked, Roman yelled. "Sure, come on in! We're talking about boys!"
Patton opened the door and sat down on the bed next to Roman, putting his favorite stuffed animal, a small blue cat, on the bed next to him. "What boys?" Patton grinned.
Roman flopped backwards onto the bed. "I dunno padre, I do not compute boys. I like the aesthetic, but love, icky."
(AROMANTIC RIGHTS!)
Patton smiled. "That's fair, Roman." He looked back to Remus on the floor. "So, who was Remus talking about, then?"
Remus shrugged from the floor. "The snake looking guy is kinda cute." He said, sitting up.
"Dee?" Patton thought for a moment, stroking his stuffed animal. "He is pretty cute, I'll admit. What about… what was his name… Logan?"
"Don't know. Didn't get to see much of him. Kind of a nerd, don't ya think?" He said as he stood back up, straight in out his clothe's whike he was at it.
Dee knocked at the door to the room, he was wearing a loose black and yellow sweater currently with his snake, Deceit, wrapped around his wrist hidden under it. “Having à party in here? Could I join?”
"Come on in, don't sit near Remus, he will lick you." Roman's voice just asked him not to question it. It has happened too much, too many times. Silva is gross.
(Oh hey, just psa, I can't do prinxety or logicality, ya boi's got trauma.)
Dee laughed as he walked in then nodded and just sat on the floor, “I won’t ask…”
"I will not! At least, not till get to know ya!" He flirted with a wink. "Also, is your name Dee or is it a nickname?"
(That's fine!)
“Both, but it doesn’t really matter.” Dee replied and then suddenly laughed a bit due to his snake slithering up his arm.
"Your snake is cute." Patton said, leaning against the wall. "What's his name?"
“His name is Deceit.” Dee laughed and moved his snake to around his neck.
"That's a neat name." Patton looked around the room. "We should invite Logan in here, too. I don't want anybody to feel left out."
"Isn't there supposed to be someone else here as well?" Remus asked. "I thought there were supposed to be six of us living here."
(Does anyone know where @StarkSpangledBanner has gone? I know they haven't been active recently.)
(bump)
"You're right. Has he gotten here yet? Has anybody seen him?" Patton's face had a look of concern.
“Could be busy.” Dee replied and played with his snake a bit.
(PFF)
"You're right, I just don't want him to feel like nobody wants to be around him or anything, you know?" Patton shrugged.
(Should we find a new Virgil, or..?)
(We should probably. I haven't seen Stark in forever. I'll open it up in the title.)
"Eh, true. He did look a little," He swept his hair in front of his eyes. "Emo."
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