forum Creativity is a crime rp, anyone?

Started March 16, 2018 by @SabMatt

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Whatever you like best)

Good morning! STOP TORTURING ME)
(Lol)

Phoebe rummaged around in the cupboards for a moment. “Do you like pasta?”, she asked Marco.

Marco nodded, found a pot and placed it on the stove. "I've never been really good with cooking. Could you teach me?"

(I'm super bored so I just made a whole google doc thing with Micah's full backstory and I finished so I don't know what to do)

That’s really cool!

Good morning! STOP TORTURING ME)
(Lol)

Phoebe rummaged around in the cupboards for a moment. “Do you like pasta?”, she asked Marco.

Marco nodded, found a pot and placed it on the stove. "I've never been really good with cooking. Could you teach me?"

(Hi sTRAYKEYS!)

Phoebe smiled. “Sure! Oh, and I’m pescatarian, so no meatballs, sorry.”

"It's fine."

Phoebe put the different kinds of pasta on the counter. “What kind do you want?”, she asked Marco, getting out the tomatoes.

"Umm. Angel's hair has always been good," Marco responds.

Miles offered to chop up the ingredients, and prepare a sauce.

Phoebe nodded at Miles, pouring hot water into the pot and tying up her hair.

(XD yeah)

Phoebe added a little salt to the water in the pot, turning to Marco. “It’s nice to put something in the water, some sort of.. hmm.” She trailed off, thinking. “Do you want to help me with the garlic?”

Kimberly finally pulled herself out of her daze, taking off her necklace and pulling up the hood on her outfit. She flew quietly through the trucks, planting explosives and causing confusion.

Charlie's stop was now, she brisquely left the seat grabbing her belonging and swaying aside from the officers. Remebering what adress Miles now lived at, she hailed a cab and gave him the adress. Arriving to his house, she rung the door bell and waited for an answer.

"I like it too." she reached over and ruffled Micah's hair.

He smiled at Mariko and leaned in slightly. "At least we're on the same page."

"Same page." Mariko echoed, noticing that Micah'd leaned in a bit.

Micah's smile grew as he leaned in further, kissing her soft lips again.