@_sleeby_rat_
(it's ok it's been funny to watch lol)
(it's ok it's been funny to watch lol)
(haha)
(well it looks like I'm actually not going anywhere oh well. I'll just stay here and be a stoned couch patato)
(oh my god)
(im so mad dude also when are we going to start up mindshaker again)
(No no I'm just rping during my free time it's ok lololol. I gtg to art though so brb)
(ok, and I guess we can try to start mindshaker up rn)
(k see ya)
(k but warning: i am tired and angry and haven't had coffee yet)
(oh boi, have some coffee child)
(i will as soon as i can)
Vivienne looked up as a new person came in, but quickly became disinterested and turned back to look out the window at the delightfully stormy sky.
Samandriel snapped his finger, making the coffee brewer start pouring pitch black coffee. He figured he should drink as many hot coffees as he could before eventually having to go out again. He frowned, twisting one of his rings. A massive car show had taken most of the hotels, and there was no way he was staying in some dingy 2-star while the storm went about its business
Amber glared at him. "I work here, you know. I can do that myself."
Vivienne went up to Amber, looking her over with well hidden concern and then shamelessly ordering a sixth Frappuccino.
"Oh my god," she mumbled, turning to begin brewing it. "Are you ever going to get tired of these?"
“Desole, it’s the only thing that stops my blood cravings.”
"Oh look at that, the little vamp is trying not to hurt anybody. Cute, really."
"Ah," she said, giving her the drink. "I wish there was something else I could do to help."
Amber glared at him. "Shut up, Samandriel."
He gave her a smirk, grabbing another scone from the counter. "Bite me, lightweight," he said, taking a bite out of the pastry
She rolled her eyes. "You're going to have to pay for that, kid."
"I gave you a 200 dollar tip, that should cover as many scones as I please."
"That was you paying for the weed I let you use," she pointed out, putting her apron on and running her hand through slightly tangled hair.
Vivienne glared at Annoying Guy. “Well I’m sorry if I’m sick and tired of seeing blood. I can’t exactly control trauma.”
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