@Elliott-isnt-dead! group
(Omg I completely forgot about this i'm sorry! I think I might've opened it and forgot I did -.-)
(Omg I completely forgot about this i'm sorry! I think I might've opened it and forgot I did -.-)
(It’s okay! I’ve been gone all week so I probably wouldn’t have been able to reply :) )
(Ok! I just didn't want it to seem like I left the rp!)
(Nah, it’s all good. I’m excited to get this started back up!)
(Bump……..)
Mrs.Gertrude pulled Ashton down next to her by the collar of his shirt tightly and smiled sweetly at Vivian. "Oh dearie you can't go alone! There might be creeps out there! My conscious just couldn't handle the thought!" She exclaimed, looking at the girl with genuine worry. She turned and whispered to Ashton who was basically kneeling next to the short old woman aside him. "Help her! Could you really just let her walk alone when it's getting late!" He winced as her grip, even for a old lady, was tightly holding him in place. "I-im ok w-with it if s-shes ok with it." He managed to stutter out. (Sorry!)
Vivian's eyes go wide as she watches that tiny old woman grab the man by his collar and yank him down. Things are really starting to get weird. Ironically enough, Mrs. Gertrude is telling a gang member to walk her home and protect her from creeps. She makes a mental note to buy some pepper spray and start carrying is around with her. "Yes, it's fine," She agrees, just wanting this over with. Once they're out of sight, she can loose the man. She runs her hand along Cavall's back, feeling jittery and nervous. The dog leans lightly against her, his eyes locked on the humans. "We had better get going. I would hate to still be out while it's dark."
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