Captain Chrissy
Call Me Captain c;
I'm so new to this ;v; But I want to a RP partner for a BxB RP
so I can continue my RP's along with him, ectj. c: ON OUR MAGICAL ADVENTURES cx don't worry i'll make you cookies ~
I'm Chrissy,
Im 17
I'm 103 lbs
and only 5'2 T.T ..
I freaking love ferrets ohmygod ;-;
I play piano. c:
~ Must have a fully developed character ~
~DRAMA please, it makes things interesting.
~Be detailed please 0:
;//; okay okay i'll shush cx
If you're interested reply or PM me c:
Backstory:
Chris was sitting against the brick wall outside of the cafeteria, and you were new in school (I know super cliche) and he bent over a book his headphones in, and you bit your lip and looked around the outside tables of scattered unfamiliar faces, you didn't like it here- so far you've had a paper ball thrown at your head and some prick mumbled something under their breath. You cringe at the memory and sit next to the edge of the wall, placing your food tray over your lap and stare at it, not feeling very hungry. You blink a few times because you see in the corner of your eye Chris' head turn, you look and make eye contact for a brief moment because he pushed his knees to his chest and hid behind his book, his hood thrown over his hair. You suppress a laugh, start poking at your food with your fork.
Definitely cute.
// Continue if you want- or we can make modification's ect. //
so I can continue my RP's along with him, ectj. c: ON OUR MAGICAL ADVENTURES cx don't worry i'll make you cookies ~
I'm Chrissy,
Im 17
I'm 103 lbs
and only 5'2 T.T ..
I freaking love ferrets ohmygod ;-;
I play piano. c:
~ Must have a fully developed character ~
~DRAMA please, it makes things interesting.
~Be detailed please 0:
;//; okay okay i'll shush cx
If you're interested reply or PM me c:
Backstory:
Chris was sitting against the brick wall outside of the cafeteria, and you were new in school (I know super cliche) and he bent over a book his headphones in, and you bit your lip and looked around the outside tables of scattered unfamiliar faces, you didn't like it here- so far you've had a paper ball thrown at your head and some prick mumbled something under their breath. You cringe at the memory and sit next to the edge of the wall, placing your food tray over your lap and stare at it, not feeling very hungry. You blink a few times because you see in the corner of your eye Chris' head turn, you look and make eye contact for a brief moment because he pushed his knees to his chest and hid behind his book, his hood thrown over his hair. You suppress a laugh, start poking at your food with your fork.
Definitely cute.
// Continue if you want- or we can make modification's ect. //
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