forum Rainboots, Turnstiles, and Hidden Doors (Trio or Quartet Dimension RP) [CLOSED BUT STALKERS ARE ADOPTED AND LOVED]

Started June 13, 2018 by @ThatBackgroundSlytherin

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//yo

(Yiss okay lET'S GO)
Peter ran down the quiet street, splashing in the fresh puddles. He had two books tucked under his arm.
(Frickin slam him)

Thayer’s hands flew up to avoid getting splashed by the water and they stumbled, tripping into the puddles. “Mistakes have been made,” they sang quietly under their breath, getting up.

Brooke made her way down the street, humming to herself. She put some pep in her steps by doing little dance moves as she went. As she got a little farther, she noticed a couple of people, one was a boy who was splashing in puddles as he walked.

Peter glanced over his shoulder. "Sorry!" He turned and saw the girl a little too late. He slammed into her.

“It’s fine,” they said slowly, getting up. “Do you need help? Or… an umbrella?”

Brooke stumbled a bit, waving her arms to try to catch her balance, before falling flat on her butt with a soft, "Oof!" of surprise.

(In love yes)
Peter's books flew out of his hands and he fell flat on his face. "Ow…."

//most definitely

Thayer caught one of them and quickly picked the other up off the ground. “Here,” they said, shaking water off.

"Thanks." Peter scrambled to his feet and took them from them.

//oh yeah just an fyi, Thayer definitely looks more feminine than adrogynous

Brooke stood as well, shaking off the water from her pants.

"Well, that was certainly surprising," she mumbled.

“No problem,” they said. “Where are you going in such a rush?”

"Sorry about that." Peter cringed. "Are you okay?"

"Uh, yeah, I'm fine," Brooke answered quietly. Why did there have to be such a thing as social interaction? Even if it was minor.

"It's not important." Peter shook his head. "Wait hold on. Excuse me." He squeezed past Brooke.

Alyssa watched three people fall in puddles. Well now she should probably watch her step as well.

Brooke raised her eyebrows, somewhat surprised and confused by the boy's reaction to the question.

What in the world? she thought, turning around so that she could see what he was doing.

“It looks vaguely important?” They sounded hesitant and concerned.

Peter cocked his head. Then chucked a book towards nothing. Or what looked like nothing. It disappeared into thin air. "Oh that's where it is!"