(ok.. A teacher.. Humping a pile of Math book.. Screaming.. Ohh the fractions!!! Top that ) Elijah: *sleeping peacefully*
(And that was my comeback dirty joke. ) My pupils disappear and more marks sear into my wrists, creating an intricate design around it. I cough up blood and slump back to the floor. (graphic... )
(no it's not. And why'd you make him itch himself?? should probably get that checked out. ) I struggle to lift my hand, to flick Elijah's nose, waking him up with a sneeze. And with that, my arm falls limply to my side. (damn I'm descriptive! )
(I didn't say were I was itching him lmao) Elijah: *sneezes, looks at her, falls back asleep, snores*
(I don't wanna witness him snoring and scratching himself anymore ) "Elijah… ELIJAH!" I scream in pain, clutching at his shirt.