forum random OxO rp (very open!!)

Started September 14, 2019 by Deleted user

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"Yeah, but… what can you do? I'm not her mom. I'm just her friend." Ophelia shrugged tiredly. "Anyways, that got too dark, let's talk about somethng else. Tell me about you. Hobbies, favorite things, friends, dreams, et cetera."

"Um… I like Nirvana, I guess." She said, shrugging. "Space is cool, too." She thought for a moment. "There, uh, isn't much interesting stuff about me…"

Ophelia laughed. "Liar. Everyone has something interesting about them, you just have to think about for more than three seconds. Your hands are super calloused, why's that?"

"Oh, um, it's nothing." She said, shaking her head. "Ya know, just doing stuff a lot. That kinda thing." She lied, looking down.

"Wow, really specific. You know you can just say no if you don't wanna answer." Another left turn, then a right, and then they were driving down a dark, tree-covered road. "Almost there."

Crissy looked up. "Oh. Okay…" She said, searching her brain for some kinda conversation. She looked out the window, watching the trees pass by. "It's like a tree tunnel…" She mumbled softly.

Ophelia smiled, looking up at the trees as Crissy did. "Yeah, my sisters and I used to call it the dragon's belly when we were kids."

"Dragon's belly?" She asked, looking over at her. "Dragons are cool, I guess…"

"Dragons are so cool," Ophelia said with a smile, delighted to have made a connection. "I was obsessed with them when I was younger."

"I don't blame you." She said, smiling softly. "Though, I honestly preferred unicorns."

"Oh yeah, I got big into unicorns when I was a kid. That was a couple years after my witchcraft phase. Speaking of, did you ever have one of those? Every girl I've ever met did, I wanna see if you're the exception or the rule."

"I mean, I have an interest, but I can't really practice…" She admitted quietly. "But yeah, every girl does seem to have one…"

"You can use my supplies if you want," Ophelia offered softly. "It's been a little while since I last practiced, but I still have everything. Just in case the urge struck."

Crissy looked up, surprised. "Really? I-I mean, you don't have to do that…" She mumbled.

"I want to." The trees gave way to a winding gravel road, at the end of which sat a beautiful two-story Victorian manor. "I haven't been using them lately, they'd just go to waste if you didn't take them."

"…Thank you…" She said softly, looking out the window again. Wow, that's a nice house…

"Of course. We're… housemates. I wanna be on good terms, even if I'm not… well, to be honest, I'm not the happiest that dad decided to get a foster kid instead of dealing with his problems like a fucking adult." She stopped at the wrought iron gates, a bit too sudden, and unbuckled her seatbelt. "I'll be right back," she said, slipping out of the car.

Crissy nodded, playing with her fingers again. At least she has a decent reason to not like me. I've had worse… nope. Not thinking about him right now. I can't have a panic attack right now.

Ophelia got back into the car a few minutes later, frowning at Criss as the gates swung open in front of them. "What's wrong? You're white as a sheet" She laid her hand against Crissy's forehead, trying to see if she was running a temperature.

"O-oh, sorry. That-that happens, sometimes. I'm fine." She said, smiling shakily.

Ophelia's gaze flickered over Crissy's face before her mouth pressed into a flat little line of displeasure. "You're not though. Something freaked you out. Y'know it's okay to be upset, right? Nobody'll blame you for being worried."

"I'm fine, really." She said quickly. "Really, I swear." She smiled, taking a few deep breathes.

"Okay." Ophelia dropped the matter quickly, but her tone said 'we'll talk about this later'. "But, you're going to let me cook you some soup when we get home." She put the car back into drive, heading up the driveway.

"Okay…" She said, a bit awkwardly. "I could help, if you want." She offered, biting her lip.

Ophelia sighed at her clunky tone, wishing Crissy could feel comfortable with her, and shook her head. "No, I've got it. But… if you really wanna help me out, you can rip up chicken for our lunch tomorrow."