@ThatBackgroundSlytherin
"I'll clean it…don't want to get an infection…"
"I'll clean it…don't want to get an infection…"
“I can-“ Lucille argued but cut herself off with a sigh, “Fine.”
Tyson paused. "Only if you want me to…"
“I-I do.” Lucille admitted.
"Okay…" Tyson started to clean it gently. Then he wrapped her hand and tied it off. "There…now, could you do mine…."
“Sure!” Lucille said, she wrapped Tyson’s hands with care and each with a bow.
(IT’S BOTH RIGHT? QAQ)
(Ya!)
“Done.” Lucille grinned, “C’mon, let’s go help Lata.”
Tyson smiled back at her. Her emerald green eyes sparkled in the sunlight. How come he had never noticed them before? He snapped back into reality and nodded. "Yeah…lets go."
Lata by this time had freed another peg of the tent. She waved as the two came over to help.
"Anything else need to be done?"
(Sorry for not including you more mate, they were having their moment…QAQ)
(;-;)
(No no, it's fine. I've been busy in other rps lol)
"Not that I can think of," she replied.
(Okay phew!)
"Alright, lets go then!" Tyson started down the dunes, the others following.
“Oh, so let’s pack up the tent and journey.”
"Sounds good to me."
They packed up as quickly as they could. It was just past noon (according to Lucille's watch) When they set out. Tyson sighed. Everything looked the same. The wind swept the dunes and covered their footprints so there was no telling if they were going around in circles.
Lucille sighed, “This is not what I thought it would be.”
"Your telling me!" Tyson stumbled as he climbed a dune. "I thought this was just gonna be a nice walk in the woods and it turns out we get stuck in the middle of nowhere cause I touched a stupid puddle." He paused. "This is my fault…"
"The only bright side is that it's not extremely hot. Really warm, but not hot."
“That’s true.” Lucille said as she noticed her skin wasn’t radiating heat.
(I literally absorb heat when I’m outside, like I freaking radiate heat. .-.)
"Is that supposed to make me feel better?" Tyson cursed himself in his head. This WAS his fault, all of it. He had suggested they go for a walk, he had wanted to explore the cave, he had touched the pool, and now they were stuck here. "This is all my fault…"
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