DrTrollinski
Don't let the name scare you.
(Let me make one thing PERFECTLY clear, everyone. We are in a mall. And all survivors are sharing ONE STORE that is a bed and mattress store. They have SECTIONS of the store cut off by displays and cabinets, etc, but they do not have their OWN bedroom. So keep that in mind when you RP doing something in your 'room' with other survivors there, because they can pretty much see you with ease if they wanted to Just a heads up for everyone. @Soul OMU, @october_rain, @DryPunishment, @TheHarlequinnCat, @Vyork Ashfin)
Once Adelaide returned from the bathroom, Alex watched Hunter storm by and frowned. He got up from behind the counter and walked over to the center of the room where the Monopoly board was set out - he sat around it with everyone else and gave a soft smile to them all. "I'm ready to play. This should be fun." He said, smiling a little. (@DrCompton, @october_rain, @DryPunishment)
He looked at Carl, whom of which was snuggled up against Tom and looking down at the board in complete confusion. Alex was slightly worried about Carl now - he trusted Tom, and he knew that he'd managed to impact Eric and Carl's lives within only a day, but he was concerned for how Carl saw things now that he'd actually physically killed someone. It upset him, and as much as he trusted Tom, he wasn't entirely comfortable with Carl being so up close with him and treating him the way he was, but there was no sign to show that that was how he felt, nor did he say anything about it to anyone. He just smiled at the little boy once he looked up at him and sent him a soft smile as well.
"Can you teach me how to play?" Carl asked. "I don't know how." He smiled at Tom and rested his head against his side while rolling his eyes up to look at his face; his arms were linked around his body and his legs were crossed beside his own. (@DrCompton)
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".. Maybe. I just wish things could have been different - I'd really like to make friends with some of the people here, but I don't want to bring them the pain of wishing I was still here once I pass... It's why I'm mostly locked away in my office, hell, the only friends I have here are probably you, Dominic, and his son... I'm sorry if I cause you any hurt, and I'm sorry if you don't consider me a friend either - I didn't mean to assume." He gave a soft sigh and began fiddling about with some of the stuff in the drawers of his desk. This really sucked. (@Beowulf)
Once Adelaide returned from the bathroom, Alex watched Hunter storm by and frowned. He got up from behind the counter and walked over to the center of the room where the Monopoly board was set out - he sat around it with everyone else and gave a soft smile to them all. "I'm ready to play. This should be fun." He said, smiling a little. (@DrCompton, @october_rain, @DryPunishment)
He looked at Carl, whom of which was snuggled up against Tom and looking down at the board in complete confusion. Alex was slightly worried about Carl now - he trusted Tom, and he knew that he'd managed to impact Eric and Carl's lives within only a day, but he was concerned for how Carl saw things now that he'd actually physically killed someone. It upset him, and as much as he trusted Tom, he wasn't entirely comfortable with Carl being so up close with him and treating him the way he was, but there was no sign to show that that was how he felt, nor did he say anything about it to anyone. He just smiled at the little boy once he looked up at him and sent him a soft smile as well.
"Can you teach me how to play?" Carl asked. "I don't know how." He smiled at Tom and rested his head against his side while rolling his eyes up to look at his face; his arms were linked around his body and his legs were crossed beside his own. (@DrCompton)
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".. Maybe. I just wish things could have been different - I'd really like to make friends with some of the people here, but I don't want to bring them the pain of wishing I was still here once I pass... It's why I'm mostly locked away in my office, hell, the only friends I have here are probably you, Dominic, and his son... I'm sorry if I cause you any hurt, and I'm sorry if you don't consider me a friend either - I didn't mean to assume." He gave a soft sigh and began fiddling about with some of the stuff in the drawers of his desk. This really sucked. (@Beowulf)