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I smile, looking at you in my sweater. "How about a horror movie?" I ask. I walk to the living room, looking through a shelf dedicated to horror movies, "Hmm you choose" I say.
 
Shuffling around the movies I frown at the lame parodies, replicas of massacres, things to do with texas, and repetitive murders. "Ah, but there is such little variety. . ." I groan, then smiling as my fingers brush the movie 'Oculus'. Moving to the DVD player I smile again flopping myself on the open expanse of couch. "Not the best, but it makes narcissistic twatwaffles think twice about their mirrors." I state with a broad smile.
 
I smile. "Oculus it is." I settle on the couch. I watch you, and how you seem to always have a smile on your face.
 
Glancing over at you my smile tilts in question, "Whats wrong?" I ask a slight bubble of nervous laughter stuck in the depths of my trachea. "Do I have toothpaste on my face?" I question again as my pale hand clad in a class ring from high school reaches up to touch the corner of my mouth in worry.<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2015_12/s-l225.jpg.6bac1cce1be84821b38ecd6dd49801dc.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="91575" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2015_12/s-l225.jpg.6bac1cce1be84821b38ecd6dd49801dc.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>

 

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I chuckle, "Nothing is wrong at all." I watch as your hand goes to your mouth. "Was just thinking." A smile beams across my face.
 
Shaking my head in a playful manner, I sigh. "Okay then.." I laugh, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear as the movie starts up in its eerie fashion of off tune music.
 
I chuckle and pull my knees to my chest, resting my head on my knees. I look at the moving pictures on the television, trying to focus on the plot and not the average acting. I chuckle to myself, thinking how people would be so stupid.
 
Eyelids drooping I find myself struggling to follow the red haired actresses plot to destroy the mirror that had wrecked havoc in her and her brothers life. Giving into the temptationside of sleep I could be seen with head lol led to the side, lengths of hair flowing down the arm of the couch.
 
I glance over at you and turn the tv off. I walk to the closet and grab a fuzzy blanket, draping it over my arm as I walk back. I unfold the blanket and drape it over you. I walk to the kitchen to turn off the light.
 
Snuggling into the fuzzy warmth I sigh in content, shifting slightly so I was less curled I smile in my sleep muttering words of incoherence to any other persons who was to hear.
 
I chuckle to myself and switch the light off. I turn off any remaining lights and walk to my bedroom. I close my bedroom door, leaving it open that annoying inch wide. I turn on my light and sit in my reading chair in the corner of my room, where my books reside. I pick up a book, dusting the dust that had collected there and begin reading. Hmmm, I don't think I've read this one before. I think to myself.
 
Groaning a bit as Ollie jumped onto my shoulder to shift his was to my hip to sleep, small paws like daggers as I continued to sleep my kitty heater amplified to make my warmth in the fluffy blanket moreso. I was going to feel that in the morning..
 
I hadn't realized I had fallen asleep until I woke up a few moments later to the book clamoring to the floor. I groaned and looked around the room groggily, I look at the floor and pick up the book. I set it on my desk and stumble to my bed. When I reach it, I flop down and instantly feeling Opeth curl up on my back, and soon after I hear Thall's purring. Moments later, I fall asleep to the low humming that illuminated in the throat of Thall.
 
The sun had risen to meet the horizon, the few rays that light the edges prying my eyes open. Yawning I look around to find myself sprawled on the couch surrounded by my mass of pets, all looking at me through narrowed eyes. Chuckling to myself I push the blanket off, sliding out from under the creatures before heading to the kitchen humming off tune while I dig around for the indigence for coffee.
 
I woke up on the edge of the be, falling as my eyes were opening. I landed on my stomach, making a thud. Opeth looked over the side of the bed, her eyes wide and her mouth nearly a smile. "Don't laugh at me.." I groan. I stand up and rub my eyes. I look outside, dawn had approached. I muttered under my breath and walked out to the living room, seeing the blanket unoccupied. I smile and walk over to fold it.
 
Leaning back on the counter as I had already filled the coffee maker with the proper indigence to produce the bitter black caffeinated drink, my head leaned back while my shoulders were supported by my elbows, while my forearms dangle from the counter top limply. With a puff I blow a curled strand from my eyes pushing back a dinosaur worthy yawn in the process.
 
As I walk to the closet to put the blanket away, I start smelling coffee. I put the blanket on the stack and head to the kitchen. "Good morning" I say, my voice slightly and deeper fro sleep.
 
Waving lazily with one of my limp arms I sigh, "Morning..."
 
Laughing a bit I shake my head while responding with a, "Like a person covered in cats.." Glancing at the coffee pot I sigh seeing its slow stream hadn't even filled the pot half way.
 
I chuckle to myself "You looked pretty peaceful, so I didn't bother to wake you." I walk to the cupboard and pull down a cup for you. I set it down on the counter next to you, then walk to the fridge and grabs a fruit salad.
 
Rolling my head in circles I fight back a yawn, "Ah the joys of being an adult. Had I been a kid I would have woken in my bed." She laughed reminiscing on the memories of her uncle telling her that a giant with giant marshmallow hands had carried her on a cloud to her bed.
 
I smile and sigh, no fully awake. "Yeah, I miss being a kid. Life was so much simpler." I chuckle to myself, having a memory of making mudpies and throwing them at the big oak tree in my old backyard.
 
Shaking my head I laugh, "Ah such joys huh.." I mutter to myself.
 

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