@ScarletAndHerSides
Lucille’s mouth went dry.
Lucille’s mouth went dry.
Jules looked up. "Or you could stay here and help with the rebellion."
Lucille wanted to do both, but she couldn’t.
(Oh crap hey dude I actually have to go rn ;-;)
(Aw dang)
(I'll be back on 8:00 CST though…)
(I should be on at that time. See you then. :p)
(I'M BACK!!!)
(Ey wASSUP MY FRIEND.)
(MY GUY!! :D you ready?)
(Yeet.)
(Dude)
(Poor Sly. Keeps getting yeeted.)
(Whoopsie..)
(lol I just like overreacting to things you're good)
Tyson bit his lip. "Well…" He turned. "What do you think Girly?"
(Mmhm. That you do.)
(:D)
“Well I don’t just want to ditch them. It’d be like, ‘Thanks for saving my life but bye see you never have fun with your own problems!’”
Tyson blinked. "Ooookay I guess we're staying!"
Jules grinned. "Excellent!"
“We’ll leave when the whole rebellion thing is over, or something.”
Jules cringed. "That's the problem. That might take…oh I don't know…..years? Or it could take days." He shrugged. "No one really knows."
“Whelp, Tie-Dye, this is your call. You’re the more mature one now.”
"What?" He looked at her. "Nononono you're the more mature one. You're in charge after all…"
“You’re older.”
"True…." He sighed. "Can I talk to her alone for a second?"
Jules nodded. "Go ahead."
"Thanks…." He took her hand and dragged her along out the door.
(… so.
How does the time work?
Like does time freeze for Earth? Or does like one year equal to a second? .-.)
“What is it?” Lucille sighed.
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