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"Hm, okay," Kenzie murmured, pulling her key to the apartment out of her purse. She smirked at Hunter, holding the key up so that he could see it, and asked playfully, "Do you want to unlock it, or do you want me to?"
"Hm, okay," Kenzie murmured, pulling her key to the apartment out of her purse. She smirked at Hunter, holding the key up so that he could see it, and asked playfully, "Do you want to unlock it, or do you want me to?"
Hunter smirked.
"It's up to you," he shrugged. "I'll carry the bags. You unlock the door."
"M'kay," Kenzie said, moving to unlock the door. She opened it and walked inside, thankful that it was warmer inside than it was outside.
(Bumping. Here's one of my favorite songs.)
"Such faith," he rolled his eyes. "Hey, is it okay if your lipstick gets smudged?"
(My friend and I both love how casually he says this. XD)
(This is my favorite rp. For a couple reasons:
~My character exists but isn't really doing anything so I don't feel obliged to reply
~Memes
~Romance
~Cute dialogue
End my very very relevant speech.)
(Aw, thanks! Lol. I'm glad you like the memes, I just post one every hour or so.)
(Bumping.
Here's my story of the hour:
Yesterday my family went to the YMCA. My sister and I walked on the treadmills, and, sometime between when we started and when we ended, my foot started to hurt. It still hurt when we got back to our house, so I looked at it to make sure it was okay. Well, it's actually swollen in one spot and nobody has any idea why. So… Fun for me! Yay…)
(That happened to me once.)
(Bumping.)
( @»Callie« ?)
(sighs Another hour…)
(Oh, look… Another hour has passed…)
(hums the Jeopardy theme song)
(…I'm just rereading all the Huntzie stuff as I wait here…)
(Do you think we should add some tension to it? I mean, it would help with coming up more ideas.)
(…What kind of tension…? raises eyebrow suspisciously)
(In other words, "Yes.")
"M'kay," Kenzie said, moving to unlock the door. She opened it and walked inside, thankful that it was warmer inside than it was outside.
(You asked for tension. Well, here's some!)
Her phone suddenly started ringing, startling her so that she jumped a bit. She pulled it out of her purse and checked the caller ID: Jacob Wilson. Why was her step-father calling so late in the evening?
"Uh, hi, Jacob. What's up?" she answered, a questioning look on her face.
The voice on the other end of the line cleared their throat a couple of time before speaking hoarsely, "McKenzie… It's your mom. She was in an accident. She's, uh, she's gone."
Kenzie blinked a few times. "What?" she asked flatly, her face void of any expression.
"Your mom was in a car accident on her way home. She didn't make it."
"No. Nonononono," she whispered, her phone falling from her hand as she stared into the distance and tears started welling in her eyes.
(Bumping.)
(sighs Well, I've gtg…)
(Bumping)
(… when I said tension, that was NOT what I had in mind!!!!)
The tiredness Hunter was feeling immediately vanished as he saw the color draining from Kenzie’s face. Her phone slipped from her hand and tears began to fall from her face.
Throwing aside his bags, Hunter immediately walked over to Kenzie and pulled her into his arms tightly.
“What happened?” he asked quietly, worried.
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