@ScarletAndHerSides
“I’m sorry. Habit. Let’s go.”
“I’m sorry. Habit. Let’s go.”
Tia crossed her arms, keeping her mouth shut. She had her own opinions about Daveed that none of the other's had to know about.
He nodded, then turned to Tia. "You coming with us?"
(cries I need to bake.)
"Yeah," she said, her edgy side coming out again.
(For real?)
(the cookies.)
(I gtg bye! I request that you don't go too far without me please!)
(oh okay)
Ferran paused. "Okay here's a plan. Tia, Alanna, and I go scouting for Daveed's position. Silene stays here and bakes some fine cookies."
(OKAY WE'LL WAIT BRO)
“Don’t go upstairs and lock the door.”
(gotte Silene is just having an anxiety attack while making magic cookies, no biggie.)
(gtg go guys G'night!)
(gn)
(Nighty night night.)
(Hello friends!)
(:D)
Tia opened the door of Alanna's house and began down the steps. She stepped onto the curb and looked up the street at Kaisley's house. My best friend… Why can't you remember me? she thought sadly.
(hey yall)
(sigh)
(heyo I have returned from the land of restrictive parents)
(lmao hey)
Ferran followed, still trying to compose himself. "So…do you have any idea where Daveed might be?"
"No idea," Tia said, tearing her eyes away.
"Great…." He thought for a moment. "Let's check his dad's old warehouse first eh?"
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