@Painted-Iris group
(eucalyptus leaves smell so good though along with mint oml)
(eucalyptus leaves smell so good though along with mint oml)
(thanks to this rp a lot is now canon for Sam now lol) Sam shakes his head, feeling the lava chip away off his eyes. Instead of the floor, he sees a very clotheless Orion. "What the FUCK?!" Sam shouted, immediately covering his eyes and rolling away across the floor.
"I tried to warn you!" Cas said from the floor
(WAIT NO, HE'S CLOTHESLESS IN THE OTHER RP LMAO)
(I'M WHEEZING)
(LMAO HOLD ON)
(HE IS DRESSED IN THIS ONE. FULLY DRESSED. IN THE OTHER ROLEPLAY HE IS NAKED)
(I'M DEAD FROM LAUGHING hAHAHA)
(Y’ALL ARE GIVING ME A HEART ATTACK RIGHT THERE, I GOT CONFUSED AS HELL)
(OK THATS WHY I GOT CONFUSED AND POSTED IN THE WRONG RP)
https://www.notebook.ai/forum/roleplaying/this-is-gonna-be-gay/page-21#post_175627 (READ THE LAST PAGE ONLY @Opia HAHAHAHA)
(SHOOK)
(My friends I must go, farewell)
(K see ya Ca1)
(Me too. I'll be back tomorrowwww)
(Seeyah, I don’t want to go either but I might because of pure boredom)
(aww you're all leaving me)
(I’m just hella confused on where we are actually at lmaooo)
(Sam faceplanted, Orion put a bowl under his nose, and Cas is more or less awake now)
(Ohh okay, I guess I’ll just go back to Lucy trying to get him up because idk what to do and I’m putting off work..)
Lucy exhaled sharply and shook her head slowly. “Better now?” She asked, her tone unintentionally impatient. God, how many drinks did she even have?
"Love you too princess," Sam grumbled, not realizing what he said. He was tired, and he felt empty inside. Almost like his insides had turned to stone
Lucy tensed at his words, but decided not to acknowledge it. He was exhausted, maybe he would just let it go. She slipped off her glasses, cleaning them off on the material of her sweatshirt. “You’ll feel better if you get up, get some coffee, and sit somewhere comfortable.”
"Will I really though?" Sam said to no one in particular. His limbs felt like lead, and the hollow feeling had continued to spread. He felt effectively useless, and he idly wondered if this was what 'depression' felt like.
“Just trust me,” Lucy shot back, rubbing at the bridge of her nose. She stepped aside and got a glass from the cupboards, pouring herself a glass of water. “God, I am way too hung over for this,” she muttered to herself as she sipped the water.
"I want coffee. And then death. Preferably in that order," Sam complained. "And then maybe a lot of bourbon. Wait. Bourbon after coffee. That'd be nice."
(Hhh it’s like 11 pm, I should probably go)
“If I get you those things will you stop whining?” Lucy asked, finishing her water with a long drink. She didn’t mean to sound rude or uptight, she just didn’t know if she could handle Sam’s complaining this early.
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