forum A Random Rp?

Started August 14, 2019 by @Simon-Says

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(alright awesome)

Quinn let out a yelp as his foot slipped, and he landed in the creek. The little creature hissed softly as water splashed on it.

Charlotte gasped loudly and stood up. "Oh my gods, Quinn!" She held out her hand to help him up.

Quinn took her hand, dripping wet, and got out of the creek. His clothes clung to his lithe body, and he grimaced.

"Oh, gods. We have to go back to the hotel. You're soaking," she told him concernedly.

He shook his head. "No, I'm fine." He replied, sitting down again. "Really. We can stay out if you want." The glowing creature chittered softly.

Charlotte shook her head firmly. "You'll catch your death… at least, that's what my aunt says."

He laughed. "I will not. I might get a cold, but I won't die!" He replied, smiling.
(If this was a movie, it would immediately cut to Quinn laying in bed, deathly ill lol)

Charlotte groaned. "Quinn, please? You're going to freeze."

He shook his head stubbornly. "I'll be fine." He replied, crossing his arms against the chill settling in. The little creature crawled to the shoulder furthest away from him, curling into a ball.

"Come on, you're being stupid," Charlotte argued, gently putting a hand on the animal on her shoulder.

"I am the king, nothing i do is stupid." He replied with a grin.

"On the contrary, nearly everything you do is stupid. And I don't want you to get sick," Charlotte crossed her arms and sat on a stump a few feet away from Quinn.

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" he asked, looking over at her. There were goosebumps on his arms and body from the cold.

"You're just - the point is, you're acting stupid and we need to go back," she bounced her leg anxiously.

He rolled his eyes. "I am not. Give one example of how I'm acting stupid."

"You're refusing to go back to warmth and dry clothes, because - why won't you go back?" She questioned.

He shrugged. "Because I don't want to." he replied with a childish grin.

"You see, that, that is stupid. You don't even have a good reason," Charlotte groaned.

He laughed. "Why do I need a good reason?" he asked, looking at her.

"Because then you have absolutely no reason not to go inside. If I have to cut my arm off in order to get you inside, I will make it happen," she threatened.

His eyes widened. "Don't cut off your arm!" he said, alarmed.