Life: The last RP I'll make ever

(=3 sounds legit.)

 

-I walk out of foxes house and start heading home-

 

*comes bursting out of house*
"NIKO BELIK, NIKO BELIK, NIKO BELIK!!..."

 

-I laugh-
Nikolai what are you doing?

 

*rams into Charlie*

"BOOM!"

 

-rams back-
What gives?

 

"sorry, got bored and figured I'd run out screamin' and rammin'"

 

You're weird...
-I pause for a second-
But most people I know are

 

"it's cause we're awesome!"

 

True... Very true

 

(when are we going to stage fooooooour?"

 

(I don't knoooooow)

 

(we should sooooon)

 

(please sooon, my bf wants to jooooin.)

 

(I'm going to bed, ttyl)

 

(bye Charlie)

 

I start my beat off after several hits of my sticks against each other. I continue it, effortlessly, looking at other things with a blank face.

 

I hear drums from outside and start mimicking the beat on my lap with my fingers before I roll my wheelchair over and ring the doorbell

 

I slide my headphones off my ears and it drops to my collar. I stop drumming and I walk to the front door, opening it after hearing the doorbell.

 

"hey I'm June I live down the street." I point over my shoulder at my house. "I heard some awesome drums and wanted to cheek it out."