forum School RP 2 (Closed Stalkers are welcome even if I still don't believe they exist...)

Started December 03, 2018 by Deleted user

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She laid her head on his shoulder, taking a deep breath. "Until they crash."

“Black, like my soul,” Lillian responded as she was looking through her texts. What the hell was Leo thinking?

Darren sighed, "Mmk fine," he set it up carefully, making sure the game pieces were in the squares perfectly. "Whatcha looking at?"

She laid her head on his shoulder, taking a deep breath. "Until they crash."

"If they have faulty parts then 21 pilots will die but this isn't that kind of plane,"

"Well, I hope not." She smiled a little, closing her eyes.

“Just a conversation with Dr. Idiot,” Lillian sighed. Leo had decided to visit their mom in jail, perfectly fine with Lillian. Then he was now proposing that Lillian ‘Jail Skyped’ their mom. He said it was for Lillian’s ‘well being’. She didn’t like this, not at all. She had already said no, but Leo was being persistent. She didn’t have a damn clue as to why he kept asking.

"Well, I hope not." She smiled a little, closing her eyes.

"The probability of a plane crash is like… 1 in 11 or 12 million I think so. Flying is actually the safest way to travel."

“Just a conversation with Dr. Idiot,” Lillian sighed. Leo had decided to visit their mom in jail, perfectly fine with Lillian. Then he was now proposing that Lillian ‘Jail Skyped’ their mom. He said it was for Lillian’s ‘well being’. She didn’t like this, not at all. She had already said no, but Leo was being persistent. She didn’t have a damn clue as to why he kept asking.

Darren sighed, "Don't give into Dr. Idiot unless you know you're ready,"

"I bet at least one other person on here is afraid of flying."

Lillian sighed and put her phone down. Looking at the checkers board, “I won’t. I just don’t get why he is so persistent about this.”

"I bet at least one other person on here is afraid of flying."

"Probably. But there's no need to be,"

Lillian sighed and put her phone down. Looking at the checkers board, “I won’t. I just don’t get why he is so persistent about this.”

"I'm not sure, I don't even know why he went to visit her,"

"I bet at least one other person on here is afraid of flying."

"Probably. But there's no need to be,"

"Too late!" She chuckled, cuddling into his side.

"I bet at least one other person on here is afraid of flying."

"Probably. But there's no need to be,"

"Too late!" She chuckled, cuddling into his side.

He chuckled and tried to peer out of the window. "One way ticket to Europe,"

"Should be fun. Shouldn't it?"

Lillian sighed and put her phone down. Looking at the checkers board, “I won’t. I just don’t get why he is so persistent about this.”

"I'm not sure, I don't even know why he went to visit her,"

“Probably because unlike me, she actually semi liked him. Didn’t like him, but didn’t despise him either. That and he probably wanted to cuss her out or something.”

"Should be fun. Shouldn't it?"

"You have no clue," he grinned.

Lillian sighed and put her phone down. Looking at the checkers board, “I won’t. I just don’t get why he is so persistent about this.”

"I'm not sure, I don't even know why he went to visit her,"

“Probably because unlike me, she actually semi liked him. Didn’t like him, but didn’t despise him either. That and he probably wanted to cuss her out or something.”

"Wonderful, maybe we should find the real reason he wants you to see her so bad," he moved a checker piece forward.

Lillian thought for a second before moving one forward, “I’m working on that bit. He just keeps saying it’s for my own sake.”

"Should be fun. Shouldn't it?"

"You have no clue," he grinned.

"You're right, I don't."

Lillian thought for a second before moving one forward, “I’m working on that bit. He just keeps saying it’s for my own sake.”

"Maybe you should do it? What can she do from a distance?"

"Should be fun. Shouldn't it?"

"You have no clue," he grinned.

"You're right, I don't."

"Are we there yet?"

“Call me a bitch, slut, whore, tear down what confidence I have, she can do a lot of things. But it would be safer than in person.”

Keep Ignoring this:

“I have often thought of you,” said Estella.

“Have you?”

“Of late, very often. There was a long hard time when I kept far from me the remembrance of what I had thrown away when I was quite ignorant of its worth. But since my duty has not been incompatible with the admission of that remembrance, I have given it a place in my heart.”

“You have always held your place in my heart,” I answered.

And we were silent again until she spoke.

“I little thought,” said Estella, “that I should take leave of you in taking leave of this spot. I am very glad to do so.”

“Glad to part again, Estella? To me, parting is a painful thing. To me, the remembrance of our last parting has been ever mournful and painful.”

“But you said to me,” returned Estella, very earnestly, “'God bless you, God forgive you!' And if you could say that to me then, you will not hesitate to say that to me now,—now, when suffering has been stronger than all other teaching, and has taught me to understand what your heart used to be. I have been bent and broken, but—I hope—into a better shape. Be as considerate and good to me as you were, and tell me we are friends.”

“We are friends,” said I, rising and bending over her, as she rose from the bench.

“And will continue friends apart,” said Estella.

I took her hand in mine, and we went out of the ruined place; and, as the morning mists had risen long ago when I first left the forge, so the evening mists were rising now, and in all the broad expanse of tranquil light they showed to me, I saw no shadow of another parting from her.

“Call me a bitch, slut, whore, tear down what confidence I have, she can do a lot of things. But it would be safer than in person.”

"I don't think it would be safer in person. Skype has the hang up button, life doesn't,"