 The Real World; Key West (Roleplay)

Saxon
*Smiles*
I think I deserve a medal.

 

"Ugh, get me out of this damn car" Abigail mutters, aggravated.

 

Saxon
*Puts a hand on her leg trying to keep her under control.*

Calm down!

 

Thorne: Its probably like 5 minutes, Abigail. Louise said it was 10 and that was a while ago.

 

Kat: -fidgets with her lip bar, getting restless-

 

Dovile: She twirls her blue hair, and then looks out the window at the amazing view.

 

Thorne: *laughs* I like you, Abigail.

 

Saxon
*Removes his hand. Gives her an intense hawk stare, then starts laughing.*

You've got to loosen up more.

 

Thorne: Nah, I think shes pretty brilliant doing that *gesturing to the death stare* instead.

 

Saxon
Yeah, she's pretty badass.

 

Thorne: Plus she's an official
non-marshmallow hater

 

Dovile: She holds her stomach, as she begins to get a bit motion sick. She takes a sip of water.

 

Saxon
*Starts to look a little concerned*
Are you ok?

 

Dovile: "I'm fine, this happened on the flight."

 

Thorne: It's only a few more minutes, d'you get car sickness often?

 

Dovile: Nods. "I've never actually thrown up though. So, I guess I'm fine!"

 

Saxon
*Passes her his bottle of water.*

 

Thorne: I get that. And it's a bloody burden.

 

Dovile: Shakes her head at Saxon. "No thanks. I've got some." She takes another sip, and watches out the window.