forum A Sort-of Lion, A few Witches, A Not-Quite Closet(malfunction). Stalkers wanted.

Started April 04, 2018 by @Ca1iCa1--Is--Tired

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Orion followed the train of thought. "What? Don't want a pride someday?"

Cas started cackling loudly at that. “Y’know you wouldn’t mind,” he teased, and Sam made a sort of strangled noise before falling out of his chair and curling into a ball on the floor

Orion laughs happily, tail flicking. "Alright, I'll stop, but personally I wouldn't mind it. Anyone want breakfast?"

Lata called from her spot on the floor, laughing, "It better be a damn good one. But, um, yeah that sounds great."

Cas does a sort of happy dance in his seat. “Breakfast, breakfast is good. Do you have bacon?” Sam climbs back into his chair, face still red. Orion wouldn’t mind? Oh jeez. He was going to need a lot of alcohol before the morning was over

Lucy smiled softly now, nodding at Orion. She hadn’t eaten much the past day or so, though she really should be. She leaned her chin against her palm as her mind began to wander elsewhere.

(Elsewhere hmmmmmmMMMM?
ok sorry I didn't get much sleep)

Orion gets cooking, making biscuit batter and starting a fire in the stove. Calling over his shoulder, he asks, "Any other requests? Drinks?"

(I HAVE AN SOL TOMORROW AND HISTORY THURSDAY SKJDFHGUIWERKHF e fhuefh.

….i needed to get that out of my system..)

(Idk what that is but it sounds like death) “Coffee,” Sam and Cas said at the exact same time

“No thank you,” Lucy responded, sitting up straight and rolling her shoulders back. She felt at the back of her neck again, feeling slightly wary for side effects. But she couldn’t feel anything.

"I'll drink whatever, really. Except coffee, because it's too bitter," Lata commented, walking to take a seat in the kitchen with the others.

(lmao) Sam shot Lata a look, and Cas looked mildly offended. "Coffee is delicious, thank you. Especially when it's black." Cas turned to him, offended.

"Are you kidding me? Straight black coffee is disgusting. Use some creamer you ape."

(Okay I’m bored so I’m going to just do something that I was unsure if I was going to do or not.)

Lucy shifted in her seat, feeling restless in the silence. She felt cooped up in the cabin, and she felt a strong need for a bit of fresh air. She stood up, picking her back up from the ground. “I’m going out, I shouldn’t be more than ten minutes,” she said excusing herself. She stepped away from the table and eventually went outside, making her way towards the willow tree. Once she arrived, she set her bag down and sat on a thick root. She shut her eyes and centered her focus on her breathing as her fingers dug into the soft soil.