@blue_topaz
:D
:D
YAY
GTG BRB
(I have to go for a few hours, but hopefully I'll be back on later tonight.)
(bye!)
@Lil-Owl
Plz Rezpond
Now goodbye.
(ahhh no come baaackkkkkk)
I bakk )
His eyes widened, "Not like. Not like what I think your thinking I'm thinking of doing," he stammered back.
(lol)
Ace grinned, Peter looked like a deer in headlights.
He scratched his chin, and awkwardly turned back to the closet, wings folded pinned against his back.
Left alone in the kitchen, skylar thought about this ball everyone kept talking about. Maybe she would go. But she didn’t have anything to wear! I’ll go find Dani and Macha she thought to herself, brushing her hair behind her ear and playfully skipping over to the closed door. She could hear voices. Skylar knocked, and when she heard “come in!" She entered. "Hey… I uh was wondering if you has anything for me to wear to this ball thing I keep hearing about. I dont have to go! I just… Well peter… I wanted… Oh you know what? Nevermind i shouldn't have interrupted. Im sorry." She said, turning around slowly, her cheeks burning red.
Ace finally found what he was looking for, one black suit, one white suit, and one red suit. He already had ideas about who would wear which one. Ace thought it was a bit weird that there were three suits in the drawer that just happened to fit their exact measurements.
(@Mish?)
(See ya guys tomorrow!)
"Where'd you even get those from?!" Blake let out an exasperated sigh and sat up on Ace's bed. "Is that thing magic too?" He eyed the dresser suspiciously.
Peter looked over, "I call the white one!"
Blake chuckled at Peter's excitement. "Perfect. One suit for you, one for Ace, and one for Josh. Good luck getting your wings to fit." He said, looking smug.
"Well…" Peter walked over, "Lemme see if any of them can accommodate these feathered monstrosities,"
"Tell me about it." Blake flicked his wings with mild annoyance. He started preening some of the feathers that were ungroomed and sticking out.
"Or can withstand the dust heron feathers make," he sighed, remembering how many nice things he'd accidentally broken or left smears of grey-blue waterpoof dust on clothes and fragile things. The "dust" was really old feathers that would virtually dsintegrate into a waterproof coating that Peter had to preen over the other feathers.
"Where are you from anyways? Does your family have wings too?" Blake tried to sound casual, but he was dying to know. Maybe Peter knows my parents?
(Hey guys…I'm gonna drop out for now. I might come back later, but idk. Life's been too busy for me to keep up with this.)
A ring sounded in Joshua's pocket. He hastily reached down to pull out his phone.
"여보새요? Oh! Y-yes mom, I'll be right there." Putting the phone back in his pocket, he looked over at everyone. "I gotta go. Mom needs me back at the shop. Be back in a few days if I can." Pulling the hoodie up over his head, he walked towards the door, and opened it. He took a backwards glance, nodding at everyone, before he left, closing the door behind him.
(Bye, we'll certainly miss you and Josh )_:
(have fun with life!)
(*cries *)
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