Fear Itself (RP)

-Looks at my hands-

 

Veronica: -Smiles-

 

-Sighs-

 

(INTERWEBZ!)
Marisol: *Types*

 

Drake
21
6ft, black military crew cut, buff, caring brown eyes
Shy unless he knows you, bad around girls he really likes
Heights
Has low self esteem currently

 

-Lies on the table-

 

Marisol: *Talks on the phone*

 

-Wamders-

 

(*wanders)

 

Marisol: *Giggles, hanging up laughing*

 

-Walks back to the hospital-

 

Marisol: *Laughs and squeals*

 

-Sighs and sits on a windowsill-

 

Marisol: AHHH....Dylan is a DOLL!

 

(Just realized a rude part in Calfornia King Bed - Rihanna And a little last night on these sheets...)

 

(Lily)

 

(0-0 There is something wrong with that alright)

 

Ben-sits on a branch sliding the blood off my knives-

(i wonder who he killed)

 

Marisol: *Giggles, pushing her glasses up and walks around the hospital*

 

Opal: Sits in a tree