forum “How to Save A Life..” Remake Roleplay (read the description, please)

Started March 18, 2018 by @@CheezeJesus

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Dove laughed and picked the pillow up, putting it under Oliver's head.

Oliver blew hair out of his face, giving Dove an awkward smile. Leaning forward, he kissed the tip of his nose and whispered “Thank you.”

Dove blushed a deep red and placed a hand on his cheek, pulling his face closer to hers.

Oliver’s face turned red, and the heart monitor picked up in speed.

"I wish all of the guys I've dated came with a heart monitor." Dove murmured, "It makes it so much easier to tell if they like me or not."

Oliver groaned in embarrassment, hiding his face underneath his pillow. The heart monitor carried on beeping loudly, as if proving Dove’s point.

Dove smiled and brushed away a lock of hair from Oliver's face, "I like you."

“You’re gonna give me a heart attack.” Oliver mumbled, taking deep breaths to try and slow his heart rate. “I like you too. A lot.”

"Mm." she clicked her clicker, "Payment is due where payment is due."

The clicking noise brought a smile onto Oliver’s face. “Talk to me in French. I think it’ll help me fall asleep.” He pleaded, using his best puppy eyes.

"French? What do I say?" Dove asked, smiling.

“Tell me a story.” Oliver yawned, closing his eyes and cuddling the pillow he rested his head on.

"Okay." Dove cleared her throat, "Il était une fois une belle princesse nommée Blanche-Neige. Elle était gentille et douce et un ami à tous les animaux. Un jour, Blanche-Neige a rencontré un prince charmant. Alors qu'ils chantaient une chanson d'amour ensemble, la méchante belle-mère de Blanche-Neige, la reine, les regardait. La reine était tellement jalouse de la beauté de Blanche-Neige qu'elle a ordonné à Huntsman de tuer la jeune princesse." she took a deep breath, "There's more."

“You have a pretty voice.” Oliver told her, half asleep. “Keep going, please.”

"Yeah." she smiled again, "Mais le Huntsman ne pouvait pas se résoudre à faire du mal à Blanche-Neige. Il lui a dit de courir loin pour que la Reine ne la trouve jamais. Blanche-Neige a couru profondément dans les bois. Elle était perdue et effrayée mais se retrouva bientôt devant un chalet. La princesse a frappé, mais personne n'était à la maison. Elle entra lentement à l'intérieur. Le chalet était un gâchis! Avec l'aide de ses amis de la forêt, Blanche-Neige a nettoyé tous les coins et recoins."

Oliver hummed for her to keep going, barely conscious. He hugged his pillow loosely.

""Peut-être que celui qui vit ici me laissera rester", a déclaré Blanche-Neige. À l'étage, Blanche-Neige a trouvé sept petits lits. Elle pensait qu'ils appartenaient à des enfants. Fatiguée du nettoyage, Blanche-Neige bâilla en se pelotonnant sur les lits et s'endormit. Pendant ce temps, les Sept Nains rentraient à la maison après une longue journée de travail dans une mine de bijoux. Ils étaient impatients de rentrer chez eux dans leur chalet dans les bois." Dove took a small break and closed her eyes.
(do you know which disney-princess this is about)

(If Google is correct then Snow White)

Oliver was fast asleep, his breathing now calm and even. His heart rate, displayed on the monitor, had slowed. He was drooling a little in his sleep, but seemed blissful.

(It is Snow White)
Dove stopped her story to look at the sleeping Oliver. He was cute even when he was asleep. Deciding that he wasn't conscious and he wouldn't know, she pressed a kiss to his lips and closed her eyes as well.

Oliver was peacefully dreaming. He was a simple peasant in a massive castle. He had no idea what his purpose for being there was until the princess descended down the stairs in front of him. Pink hair, bright eyes, all topped of with a beautiful crown. Oliver blushed and stammered and she pecked him on the lips.

Dove wrapped her arms around Oliver and started snoring because that's what she does when she sleeps. She snores.

Oliver let out a sleepy mumble. In his dream he held a princess close, her warm arms keeping him safe. He could hear the snores of her dragon nearby.

The dream playing in Dove's head was…confusing? She was having tea with a purple zebra named Bob inside of a burger.

Oliver whimpered, trying to shift in his sleep but in too much pain to do so.

She was a light sleeper and she burst awake when Oliver whimpered, "What happened? Who do I kill?" Dove's arms flailed around wildly, "Where did Bob go?"