forum Gay AF Roleplay (Closed)

Started April 10, 2018 by @AliaGF

tune

(okay lol, but I have a lot of trouble controlling more than one character)
Mitchell stretched and yawned. "I should probably get up and move around. I can't just lay around at the cafe all day," he said, standing up. But when he walked forward, his legs gave out and he fell on the floor, hitting his shoulder on the counter. "That… did not work out as I planned."

Michael hopped out of his seat, kneeling down next to Mitchell. "You want help up man?"

He sighed. "Can I just lay here?" he asked, face squished on the floor.

Hazel's eyes flicked to the display behind her. The guy on the ground was making no attempt to get up. "As comfy as I know that hardwood floor is, you might wanna get up, or someone could come along with a nice cup of coffee, trip on you, and spill it all over that place. Shit's happened"

Michael poked him. "I'll buy you another coffee if it helps."

He let out a sigh. "No… just gimme a minute. I think I'll be okay," he said, making no attempt at moving anywhere.

"Don't make me drag you dude, I want more scones and you're in the way."

"Just step on me, I don't care. I really don't want to get up."

Michael made a frustrated noise. "I'm not stepping on you bro." Michael took a quick look around the cafe to see if anyone was watching. He snapped his fingers, and Mitchell was back in his seat

He flinched, freaked out. "Wait–I–what the hell?" He said, looking around. "Am I so low on sleep that I've started hallucinating?"

"Uhh…I think so? You nodded off when I tried picking you up," Michael said, definitely not planning on telling some stranger he was psychic

Esha had no idea what to do. She nodded towards the girl, of course she could sit there. Her eyes darted over to the musician, wondering if he noticed, and back to the spectacle in front of her. She probably shouldn't get involved, right?

Hazel sat down next to the reading girl and introduced herself, still trying to wrap her head around what the fuck just happened.

Esha greeted her and introduced herself as well. "Do you think they've got it handled?" she murmured.

"I think so, I've already gotten involved and I think they might be having a moment. At least he's not on the floor anymore right?"

"Yeah okay. I guess there's not much we can do???"

"Yeah. It's not like we can make anyone un-tired"

Adrik stopped playing, eyes widening as he watched the scene in front of him. He turned his head to watch them, wondering if he should help, but seeing as they got it under control he apologizing and continued playing, a bit confused. Once the song ended he stood up, resting the guitar on the stand and picking up his helmet and folder, slipping on his jacket as he plopped down in a nearby booth, the barista turning up the radio, the recorded music replacing Adrik's voice. He took his phone out of his pocket, sending the babysitter a quick 'I'll be home late' text before pulling up tumblr, scrolling through his feed as he took a few sips of his coffee, letting his tied up hair fall to his shoulders, the black elastic wrapped around his wrist as he browsed through the app.

(Sorry, I had drama today after school, and then I had testing as well so..yep..)

(ouch) Mitchell felt an empty feeling once the music stopped. He looked over at who had been playing and found that he was in the booth behind him. He turned fully around to face him. "Just so you know, I like your music," he said.