forum Mind Readers, Demons, and Gods, Oh My! (Closed//Stalkers Enabled)

Started July 09, 2018 by Deleted user

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He hugged her back and set his chin on her head, the cool ocean waves lapping steadily over their feet, getting more intense; the tide was coming in.

North stood with M for a while, watching the red-orange sun set slowly.

After those few hours, M tightened his grip on her shoulder. "Let's go get some dinner, okay? We skimmed off lunch because we woke up late."

"Okay." North took his hand and they walked back to the house.

They arrived at the mansion and M opened the refrigerator. "What are you in the mood for?"

"You have whatever i'm not that hungry." She sat down and set her head in her hands.

M looked over his shoulder and limped over. He put a hand on his shoulder and kneeled down. "You feeling okay, North?" He asked in his husky voice, which was laced gently with concern.

"Of course, i'm just not hungry." She smiled slightly at him.

M grunted and sat down with a heavy sigh. "Alright, tell uncle M your complication."

She put her hands up defensively. "I swear there's nothing wrong with me."

(I need to draw that. "Tell uncle M your complication." It had me cracking up for some reason.)

M glared at her for a few moments, then sat back in his chair. "Alright, if you say so. What do you wanna do now?"

(lol me too)
North sighed. "I'm not sure, it's up to you."

"You're new here, I've been here for what I would presume thousands of years! You choose."

(i'm not either…

um

i just thought of more food so

maybe you should choose, it's probably better than that)

(yeah)

So it is a week later (according to M, anyway). North woke up late to a plate of bacon and waffles, then it came to her that M hadn't eaten in the span that she was there. Quite odd.

(ok)
North sat down and nibbled on some food. "Hey M, shouldn't you eat something?" She asked concerned.

He glanced at her, looking confused. "What– oh, no."

"Well, um, yeah you should. You're so thin, that can't be healthy M."

M frowned down at his scrawny legs. "No, I feel quite okay." (He'd gotten better over the week. He's hardly limping anymore, but he still wheezes)

(i gtg ill get back to you tomorrow about skype ill be on here a lot here)
North glanced up at him looking concerned. "Ok just tell me if you need anything."

(ok I'll be on about 12 tomorrow)

M shrugged. "I'm fine."