@rot-baby-rot!
(I will also never be able to unsee the fanart of Onion staring at Sour Cream disturbed and Sour Cream dropping a back of chips and screaming "I JUST GOT IT")
(I will also never be able to unsee the fanart of Onion staring at Sour Cream disturbed and Sour Cream dropping a back of chips and screaming "I JUST GOT IT")
"Sam and Maggie want to ditch the cell phone. I'd think as long as it remains off, it shouldn't be problematic, right?" Leon asked.
"We should be fine, besides, we'll need that eventually," she said, turning to them. "Is Jamie okay?"
Sam shrugged, looking slightly guilty. "I'll go check up on him. Be back in a couple of minutes,"
Lucille quietly sat on the side, playing with the keychains on her backpack. (Man I hope her name was Lucille.)
(Yep)
(Anyone on?)
(I am)
(Is @Brokenchipmunk on?)
(I'm not sure.)
//idk, but hi
(hey)
//morning
(Well bitches I'm on now)
Jamie sat in the back of the car, blue eyes fixed on his hands. "Maybe I can control this…" He muttered, trying to stop the frost that had seemed to become a permanent part of him.
//hey hey
Ealnor knocked on the wall of the car before hopping in. “Hey,” she said.
"Of course you can," Leon murmured, looking at Jamie. He held on to the seat in front of him.
(sup loosers)
"He better the hell not freeze anything in my car." Maggie said to Sam. At this rate, Sam was the only one willing enough for her reasonable ideas.
“Jamie, are you alright?” She asked, sitting right in front of him.
//hey hey
"How am I supposed to be alright?" Jamie asked, tears forming in his eyes. "We were attacked by god knows what, and now we're what? On the run? There's something happening here, and half of us have freaky powers, and I can't even tell my family! I don't even know half of you. How the hell am I supposed to be okay?" He looked down at his hands. "You're all acting so calm, like this is normal, everyday stuff, but it's not! I never wanted to be like this."
“None of wanted to be like this, but panicking isn’t going to get out of this situation any easier. Stay calm, think rational. That’s how we’re going to fix this mess. “If you want some time alone, I’lol leave and drag Leon with me too. Do you want that?”
"On Second thought, let me go check on that." Maggie had heard some commotion from her car. She slapped her hands along the exterior of the car all the way to her drivers seat before turning on the radio and the heaters. She said nothing. After some adjusting, the station settled to a song Maggie recognized from trips with dad: Never Break the Chain by Fleetwood Mac, 2006.
//y'all still here?
(Yes, but I should be asleep, so I might just call it a night)
Jamie jumped when Maggie banged on the car. When the music and heaters turned on he looked at Maggie with a look of hate on his face.
"What the actual hell is wrong with you?"
Sam appeared at the window, looking guilty. "I'm…sorry. I put my 'logic' over what you guys might feel about this situation,"
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