@TheGoldenLegend
He glared at the other people, "WE are at a very badly planned sleepover!"
He glared at the other people, "WE are at a very badly planned sleepover!"
Allegria sat up, she felt a little better. However, her brain was filled with questions.
Donny smiled a little. He liked this sleepover dude. "And where is this so-called sleepover taking place?"
Ellis put his hands on his hips. "Well! There are no signs of doors, windows or anything…"
He glared at the other people, "WE are at a very badly planned sleepover!"
(I LIKE HIM, WE’RE KEEPING HIM.)
He glared at the other people, "WE are at a very badly planned sleepover!"
(I LIKE HIM, WE’RE KEEPING HIM.)
YAH!! :D
(Beautiful…)
"We had to have gotten in here somehow," Donny stated, to no one in particular.
"What if we're dead or one of us here is actually play a very bad prank on us all! but they don't remember it so that's why there not turning up." Glaring at the others, he asked, "Who is the prankster!?"
"What if we're dead or one of us here is actually play a very bad prank on us all! but they don't remember it so that's why there not turning up." Glaring at the others, he asked, "Who is the prankster!?"
“I don’t think anyone would want to be trapped in a tiny room with a bunch of strangers voluntarily.”
Donny thought about this. "We have to be related to each other in some way."
“How?”
"You don't know that!" He blurted, glaring at a random boy, "And plus, when I was young I tapped myself and my brother in a metal box… We're were stuck in there for an hour… I was very proud of myself." He nodded as he thought back to those days.
“Well, great job putting all suspicion on yourself,” Mara said.
“How?”
"I don't know," he admitted. "But we must have something in common."
“Why would you… never mind.” Allegria finally said, standing up.
“I am a normal kid who legit has like two friends, none of which are you guys, so…”
"I am a psychopath."
"I'm an normal kit too, but i locked myself and my angry older brother in a metal box.. Does that make me normal?!"
“Um. Doubt it.”
"Well your one bright soul!" He exclaimed sarcastically, "I hope you have a good life."
Allegria looked around, there had to be a way out since there was a way in.
Ellis looked at the ceiling. Light fixture. "Could someone give me a boost?"
"No…" He muttered under his breath as he shrunk into the corner.
“… a boost?”
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