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[TEXT] Bells, are you home? I need to see you.. | |
| ─ lucyyfrost | ||
[TEXT] Luce…don’t come home. Stay with Murph…M!A got to me…
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are you going to see Lucy when your vampire? Oh no, are you going to feed on her?! I feel so sorry for her! | |
| ─ Anonymous | ||
I’m not going to do anything with Lucy. I’ll hide away…I won’t hurt her..
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M!A: Since everyone else seems to be going with this. You're not a vampire for the next 24 hours, and MUST feed on human blood to survive. Good luck. POOF! | |
| ─ Anonymous | ||
But…but…I DON’T WANNA!
*POOF!*
Okay. Fine…how the hell am I gonna tell Lucy…
Isabella had brought out wine and three goblets. Lucy had said they were having company, and, although her stomach was screaming for food, she wasn’t sure what to put out. So she figured she’d start with wine, then move to see how the evening went. After the last blow out with Lucy over bringing…
He fidgeted in the jeans and baby doll top Lucy gave him. Cursed at the bra that was digging into his side as her mumbled a few “fucks”. Luckily Murph had an old pair of tennis shoes he was able to steal, heels would of killed him. He took a deep breath as he approached the door, knocking softly. He hope this worked better than his normal plans.
Bell heard the knock at the door got up to open it as he phone buzzed. She snatched it off the counter and quickly read the message from Lucy, rolling her eyes. Great. Now she was going to be stuck with a new person because Lucy got caught up with something. She sighed loudly, wondering why she was the one that got stuck in the dark with everything. She opened the door and put on the best smile she could manage, “Hey, you must be Connie. Please, come in.” she said stepping aside.
He pushed “Connor” aside and had to be “Connie” for this to work. She smirked softly as she walked in, trying not to fidget, she felt Isabella could see through her.
“Yeah, that’s me. Is um, Lucy here?”
Bella watched as the girl smirked, raising an eyebrow. She looked back at her phone for a minute, shutting the door. It was clear they were both extremely awkward in this situation. “Uh, no. She’s um, she’s not going to be here for a while.” she said stepping into the kitchen area of her apartment. “Can I get you something to drink? Or eat?” she asked, not very good at playing hostess.
“Oh. Um I’m not picky, anything ye got is fine with me.”
He smiled, but cursed himself, he let his accent slip through. He laughs innocnetly as he sits down.
At the sound of the accent, Bella turned around. She poured the girl a glass of wine and handed it to her. If Luce brought her home, then she was of legal drinking age. “You’re Irish?” she asked, trying to sound more interested than she was.
Smiling as she took the glass, she laughed as she sipped the wine. She resisted the urge to spit it out, fuck , she hated wine but the beer would of been a dead giveaway.
“A little, my um, grandmother was.”
Isabella arched her eyebrow again and sat on the chair next to the island. She watched as the girl nearly gagged on the wine and said, “I have beer…or soda, if you don’t like the wine.” with a small smile. Without waiting for a reply, she moved to the fridge, listening to the girl talk. “Oh? That’s good. My boyfriend’s Irish, strong accent.” she said with a genuine smile at talking about Connor. She handed the girl a beer and said, “How long have you been in Boston?”
Isabella had brought out wine and three goblets. Lucy had said they were having company, and, although her stomach was screaming for food, she wasn’t sure what to put out. So she figured she’d start with wine, then move to see how the evening went. After the last blow out with Lucy over bringing…
He fidgeted in the jeans and baby doll top Lucy gave him. Cursed at the bra that was digging into his side as her mumbled a few “fucks”. Luckily Murph had an old pair of tennis shoes he was able to steal, heels would of killed him. He took a deep breath as he approached the door, knocking softly. He hope this worked better than his normal plans.
Bell heard the knock at the door got up to open it as he phone buzzed. She snatched it off the counter and quickly read the message from Lucy, rolling her eyes. Great. Now she was going to be stuck with a new person because Lucy got caught up with something. She sighed loudly, wondering why she was the one that got stuck in the dark with everything. She opened the door and put on the best smile she could manage, “Hey, you must be Connie. Please, come in.” she said stepping aside.
He pushed “Connor” aside and had to be “Connie” for this to work. She smirked softly as she walked in, trying not to fidget, she felt Isabella could see through her.
“Yeah, that’s me. Is um, Lucy here?”
Bella watched as the girl smirked, raising an eyebrow. She looked back at her phone for a minute, shutting the door. It was clear they were both extremely awkward in this situation. “Uh, no. She’s um, she’s not going to be here for a while.” she said stepping into the kitchen area of her apartment. “Can I get you something to drink? Or eat?” she asked, not very good at playing hostess.
“Oh. Um I’m not picky, anything ye got is fine with me.”
He smiled, but cursed himself, he let his accent slip through. He laughs innocnetly as he sits down.
At the sound of the accent, Bella turned around. She poured the girl a glass of wine and handed it to her. If Luce brought her home, then she was of legal drinking age. “You’re Irish?” she asked, trying to sound more interested than she was.
lucyyfrost replied to your post: can we have an embarrassing story about lucy! you said you had some!
Smart move sweetie, smart move..Awe come on Luce, you don’t think I’d be that dumb. Now if the Greyface offered me something in return than mayyybbeee. -smirks-
Ahh true, Murphy didn’t think like that. -rolls eyes- Yeah they better not. -laughs nervously-
-giggles- So my author’s in a fight with Ivan. Pretty funny to watch.
Oh yeah? -raises an eyebrow and smirks- How is Ivaaaaaann?
-she growled low in her throat- Shaddup. He’s bored. -rolls eyes- It’s funny to watch her argue with him.
-laughs and winks- Let him come out to play! -she joked- Bless your author, I feel sorry for her.
-shrugs- Serves her right for creating such an asshole.
-gasps- He is not an asshole!
-rolls eyes- He is so and you know it!
Smart move sweetie, smart move..Awe come on Luce, you don’t think I’d be that dumb. Now if the Greyface offered me something in return than mayyybbeee. -smirks-
Ahh true, Murphy didn’t think like that. -rolls eyes- Yeah they better not. -laughs nervously-
-giggles- So my author’s in a fight with Ivan. Pretty funny to watch.
Oh yeah? -raises an eyebrow and smirks- How is Ivaaaaaann?
-she growled low in her throat- Shaddup. He’s bored. -rolls eyes- It’s funny to watch her argue with him.
-laughs and winks- Let him come out to play! -she joked- Bless your author, I feel sorry for her.
-shrugs- Serves her right for creating such an asshole.
Isabella had brought out wine and three goblets. Lucy had said they were having company, and, although her stomach was screaming for food, she wasn’t sure what to put out. So she figured she’d start with wine, then move to see how the evening went. After the last blow out with Lucy over bringing…
He fidgeted in the jeans and baby doll top Lucy gave him. Cursed at the bra that was digging into his side as her mumbled a few “fucks”. Luckily Murph had an old pair of tennis shoes he was able to steal, heels would of killed him. He took a deep breath as he approached the door, knocking softly. He hope this worked better than his normal plans.
Bell heard the knock at the door got up to open it as he phone buzzed. She snatched it off the counter and quickly read the message from Lucy, rolling her eyes. Great. Now she was going to be stuck with a new person because Lucy got caught up with something. She sighed loudly, wondering why she was the one that got stuck in the dark with everything. She opened the door and put on the best smile she could manage, “Hey, you must be Connie. Please, come in.” she said stepping aside.
He pushed “Connor” aside and had to be “Connie” for this to work. She smirked softly as she walked in, trying not to fidget, she felt Isabella could see through her.
“Yeah, that’s me. Is um, Lucy here?”
Bella watched as the girl smirked, raising an eyebrow. She looked back at her phone for a minute, shutting the door. It was clear they were both extremely awkward in this situation. “Uh, no. She’s um, she’s not going to be here for a while.” she said stepping into the kitchen area of her apartment. “Can I get you something to drink? Or eat?” she asked, not very good at playing hostess.
Everyone is having fun without me.
I am not laughing.
So give me M!A.NOW.
But there are some limits: Nothing more than 24 hours, nothing less than 1 hour, etc.
And I want multiple choices too.
I will choose the crackiest M!A I get in the next ten-fifteen minutes.
GO.
Smart move sweetie, smart move..Awe come on Luce, you don’t think I’d be that dumb. Now if the Greyface offered me something in return than mayyybbeee. -smirks-
Ahh true, Murphy didn’t think like that. -rolls eyes- Yeah they better not. -laughs nervously-
-giggles- So my author’s in a fight with Ivan. Pretty funny to watch.
Oh yeah? -raises an eyebrow and smirks- How is Ivaaaaaann?
-she growled low in her throat- Shaddup. He’s bored. -rolls eyes- It’s funny to watch her argue with him.
