forum Realistic Modern Day RP {Open}

Started July 22, 2018 by @RatGoddess

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Fiona looked around quickly, Clovis disappearing somewhere before she could see where he went. She shook her head slowly and walked to a building, sitting down by it "Nononono.." She muttered.

Molly and Clovis link hands and walk around, making sure they find Fiona before returning. Molly spots her and waves.
"Hey, Stupid! I'm alive!"

Fiona jumped up and smiled at Molly, running up to her and giving her a hug "I thought you both died!" She said, backing away from them and glaring.

Molly playfully shoves Fiona.
"Nah, I can't die. What would you guys do without me?"
Clovis ignores them both, staring at the ground. His heart still thumps hard and he sweats, no matter how chilly he is. Molly gives his hand a gentle squeeze whilst teasing Fiona.

Fiona grinned and punched Molly softly in the arm "I don't know." She smiled at Clovis and gave him a quick hug "You ran off also. Don't do that again." she joked happily.

Much unlike Clovis, he still stands still, not receiving the hug or giving one back. His arm pangs near the elbow, his heart races and his eyes stare blankly at the ground. Molly turns her attention to him and rubs his arm.
"We should get back." she quietly states.

“I-It’s f-fine….” She stammered a little. Say thank you….. Her mind coaxed her. Say thank you, and he might like you enough to give you a— She bit her lip so hard she could’ve been drawing blood. No…. No…. don’t fall into that fantasy again…..
She buried her face in her hands. “What do I do…..?”

Dare wrapped his other arm around her, drawing her close. "Is… something the matter..? Did I do something wrong..?" He just wanted her to be comfortable and happy. Not upset like this… He started rocking her again.

App woke to an empty bed. She sat up, suddenly scared. She only saw Claire and that other guy… She grabbed Clovis' coat, hauling it onto her shoulders and ran out of the room, looking around for somebody- anybody. She started to shake, her anxiety setting in.

(Lol, sorry App!)
Molly, Fiona and Clovis walk back to the hospital. They walk inside and molly gently rubs Clovis' arm whispers something.
She lets him sit on a chair and he leans his elbows on his knees and runs his hands through his hair.
Help.

App was running through the halls before finally getting lost. She sat in the corner of a surgery room, crying. She didn't even know completely why. She just was scared, stressed, and so lonely. It hurt. It hurt so much.

Molly runs her hands through Clovis' hair as she walks by. She sits by him, knowing she shouldn't leave.

(Naw, Darren has been walking the halls :P)
Darren hears a faint crying noise in the room next to the sitting room he's in. He stands, peeking in the other room.
"Hallo?" he whispers.

App squeaked and buried herself into the coat, trying to hide. She didn't even look to see who it was. She tried to muffle her sobs, terrified. [The surgical room had brought back a terrifying memory]

(Okie)
Darren quickly turns back into the room he was in and breathes heavily.
That was, frightening.
He wrings his hands a bit and bites his lip before reentering the room.
"App? App, right?"
Is that her name? Blast it, Darren.
He kneels by her.
"It's alright. I'm from, um, your group."

“I-It’s f-fine….” She stammered a little. Say thank you….. Her mind coaxed her. Say thank you, and he might like you enough to give you a— She bit her lip so hard she could’ve been drawing blood. No…. No…. don’t fall into that fantasy again…..
She buried her face in her hands. “What do I do…..?”

Dare wrapped his other arm around her, drawing her close. "Is… something the matter..? Did I do something wrong..?" He just wanted her to be comfortable and happy. Not upset like this… He started rocking her again.

"No…." Her voice was more calmed, since he began rocking her. "I– I just don't know what to do about– About H-Henry…." Anyone who kills him dies as well, but prolonging it will just make it worse… She began to feel a bit relaxed, and she nearly drifted off to sleep. Yet the rocking kept her just awake enough to be conscious.

Fiona sat in the corner again, watching the others carefully.

Clovis starts to audibly and shakily breathe. He starts to rub his temples.
Where? Who was she? Why do I miss her?!? It hurts!
He starts rubbing and gripping his shirt over where his heart is.
Who did this?!