@ThatBackgroundSlytherin
"I know I was just givin you a hard time!" He said as he took his hand.
"I know I was just givin you a hard time!" He said as he took his hand.
Pulling him up, Eric asked, "How old are you again? For I'm thinking you a four year old since you're falling on your own two feet."
Wyatt finally caught up, breathing hard. “Do you guys have to be so competitive?”
"I am 16 and incredibly clumsy thank you!" Uriah eyed him. "How old are you?" He teased.
"I'm 16 too, but very good at dagger throwing."
“Daggers are stupid, knives are more effective. Let’s go!”
"Yeah!" Uriah started walking fast. "I'm much more effective with a staff though…"
"I don't care!" Eric scoffed, glaring at him, "Their all made of metal!"
"Eh some staffs are made of wood….in fact, most are…"
"Lets just go." He said, motioning to the door.
(We are already outside my friend)
(Door to a car? Or bike XD! IDK you never said we were outside!)
//oof I missed a lot
You guys can move Ireland around when I’m not here if you want
//kk
(No I ran out the front doors buddy sorry for the confusion….I thought we were gonna walk to Vic's house….)
(Oh ok, then we should continue?)
//ya
(Yes)
Uriah led them down the well known roads to Vic's house. He knocked on the door. No answer. "Huh…"
"He's maybe in the back?" Eric suggested.
“Maybe…” Wyatt said hesitantly. “Something tells me he’s not, though.”
"Let's check the library…"
"Remember~ Follow Your Heart~" Eric said dramatically, quoting Disney.
“A dream is a wish your heart makes,” Wyatt said melodramatically.
"~When you wish upon a star~"
"Why are you quoting Disney to me?"
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