@Painted-Iris group
The small girl shrugged, worried look on her face. Sage was just as confused as Maggie was. Not wanting to be rude, she mouthed her question. 'Imaginary friend?'
The small girl shrugged, worried look on her face. Sage was just as confused as Maggie was. Not wanting to be rude, she mouthed her question. 'Imaginary friend?'
"Hmm," Grace said, ignoring the fact that they were confused by Izzy's presence.
Maggie shrugged. ‘Probably?’ At least this was helping keep her mind off of less pleasant thoughts. She wondered what exactly the situation here was anyway.
(Also I hope y'all don't mind that I'm adding this in last minute. Izzy speaks out loud sometimes.) "Will you guys like, not speak in whispers or something?" Izzy spoke aloud, breaking the silence. To grace, she said, "I told you speaking to them wasn't worth it."
(wait wait wait, is izzy imaginary or not lol)
Daso eyed Grace with innocent curiosity. "What's up?" he said with a careful grin.
(Basically Izzy is like an alternate personality that Grace believes is real. And then Grace kinda talks to Izzy and Izzy to Grace but it's really Grace speaking to herself.) "Don't say anything Iz," Grace warns inside her head. "Hey…" Grace trails off.
"Are you okay?" Daso asked, slowly approaching her. He could tell something was off about her, but he wasn't sure what.
"What do you mean?" the Izzy inside of Grace shot back, defensively. "I'm sorry about my friend," Grace apologized.
"Friend?" he repeated softly. "I don't see –I don't think there's anyone there."
"Ugh, again. Why does everyone keep ignoring her? It's like they hate her or something," Grace muttered to herself.
"Okay, so this girl is clearly checked out, if you guys know what I mean," he stage whispered to the group like he was addressing an audience.
Maggie wasn’t sure what to do about it, so she just sort of watched, slightly concerned.
Sage felt bad for the poor girl. She didn't want to offend her, but there really wasn't a way around it. "Nobody hates anyone here. We actually can't see her," the girl tried explaining.
"I-I guess. Dr. Fields said that once…" Grace said awkwardly.
Erik stayed by the tv, unsure of how to react. He’d met some people like Grace before, but he didn’t particularly know how to act. Being honest, the only thing on his mind was getting out of here.
(lil bump)
(Ah I'm sorry, I went to bed!)
"Oh I know why! She's invisible! Hehe clever Iz," Grace spoke, having a light bulb go off in her brain.
(Please don’t die (also will the tv come on soon-ish?))
"Right…" Sage said, unsure how to add to the conversation. The poor girl was obviously confused. The sad thing was it was creepy.
Grace watched "Iz slink off" out of the room. "Awww why won't you stay longer Iz?"
Erik pursed his lips as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other. “This is awkward,” He muttered under his breath, then searched for the power button on the tv to see if it would work.
(little bump)
Finn watched the others carefully especially the one working on the tv. "I don't think we should touch the giant tv in the creepy room," He calls out.
Erik took a step away from the tv. “It’s gotta have a purpose. I just can’t find the power button,” He explained, then gave up and plopped on a chair nearby. “Where are you all from? South side or north side of the city?” Erik asked the group.
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