Fear Itself (RP)

Amy:
0~0 j-j-j-just c-c-curious

 

Kat: -Walks around the room-

 

Marisol: Okay.. *shuffles back to the room and works*

 

Amy:
-follows her-

 

Marisol: *Grabs a syringe and hides in a closet, along with a human liquid*

 

Kat: -Sighs and sits down at the desk-

 

Amy:
What's that?

 

Marisol: Stuff... *locks the door, screams and walks out*
(One moment please...)

 

Amy:
Ohz....

 

Marisol: 0-0
()

 

-Still sleeping on the chair-

 

Marisol: *Hums, brushing Sam's hair*

 

-Groans and tries to bat the brush away-

 

Marisol: *Smiles* Ah..Like Feliciano and Romano...

 

-Keeps sleeping-

 

Marisol: *Ties her hair up*
(Marisol looks like Nebraska from the fifty u.s states and their capitals vid)

 

-Blinks-

 

Marisol: Hello there sister... 
(Have you read my *Awkward Hetalia Spasm* Yet?)

 

-Looks at the ropes tying me up and pouts-

(Yep!)

 

Marisol: *Reties her hair, brushing the hair out of her face* You awake?