He sighed with relief as she lowered the pan, okay, good, now what? Victor didn’t know if he should beat around the bush or be forward with her.
“What’s the date?” Was the first thing to come out. “Also, I’m going to need clothes; and if you’re done with that pan I think you should cook something. I’ll explain on a full stomach.” Victor looked sincere but he also looked nuts. His leg was red where he hit her coffee table and still stood with her pink puffer jacket covering his stuff.
“Oh, huh—” Barbie was interrupt by the man requests. Naturally, she seemed reluctant to cook food for the strange naked man in her apartment, but a sandwich and chips should be enough.
“Alright. I think I might have somethin’ in my closet— just .. just stay here. Or go in the kitchen. Either-Either one.” The writer cleared her throat before she made her way to the bedroom. The first thing she did once inside was lock the door. Honestly, she still was cautious and wanted to be a safe. All that was found was a slighter baggier shirt — often used for sleeping — and a pair of jeans that were too large for her. Maybe they’d fit .. ?
“—Okay, um, here— and the date is May 11th, Saturday.” She sat the folded clothes down for him once back, then went to the fridge. “They, huh, might be tight though ..”
♫ | outofmusic ; Currently working on this piano piece on my keyboard. The small transition of two notes between the first half and the second seriously needs work on it, and I would like to note that this is a work in progress, of course. It’s only about 30 seconds or so long, and I hope to add more soon and eventually complete it.
First time composing, might I add. Feels just lovely to have music of my own a;sldfkj.
EVEN IF IT’S NOT WITH THIS ARC WE CAN FIGURE SOMETHING OUT CAUSE I LOVE YOU
oh by the way
hai there gorgeous
outofcharacter. YES, YES, PLEASE. LET US FIGURE SOMETHING OUT BECAUSE THAT WOULD BE ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL. ILOVEYOUTOO AS;DLKFJ.
have you know i keep watching this gif and can’t stop giggling now
My show, My show, My O p e r a
It was just one of those days where the ghost couldn’t take it anymore. He didn’t want to be here, he didn’t wan to look at these walls and be reminded of the nice memories within. All the wonderful times he had, even if most of it he was hidden in the attic and behind the walls, it had been the most peaceful and pleasant time of his life.
He wanted it back.
Soft sobs could be heard from the main staircase in the opera house. There is where the spirit sat, mask at his side as he sobbed - he didn’t even know it was possible for ghosts to cry— he was transparent afterall.
The abandoned building called to her. Always, Barbie adored abandoned buildings, and to find an opera house of a places, truly intrigued her — yet also tugged at her heart strings through dismay, seeing such a lovely place lonely and forgotten. Truly, it had to be beautiful in its day, and to know she had missed that and that it was no longer run, made her sad.
Barbie had been walking around quietly once she was inside, picturing what it looked like when it was active. Oh, it must of been glorious, the stage full of life and crowds— then the sound of soft sobs came to her ears. Someone was here — and they were crying? Hesitantly, she followed the sound, worry overwhelming the rest of her emotions. Were they alright? Why were they crying?
“—Hello? Are— Are you okay? I— I can hear you, um, c-crying..” She bit her lip nervously — scared she upset them more — as her brows furrowed in concern while following closer to the source of the sobbing.
I’ll smack that pretty face don’t think I won’t! I am having too many emotions right now. Depression, feels, craaaaaaap. *pushes Tom’s beautiful face* contain yoself!
outofcharacter. Oh my, darling, come here.
I’m sorry, but it is rather hard to. But don’t be sad! At least I wish you wouldn’t be. You’re wonderful, fantastic and amazing in every way. And just remember—
OMFG TOM! STOP! ALL BECAUSE OF OUR CONVERSATION FROM EARLIER!! AHHH I CAN’T POST GIFS!
outofcharacter. I am afraid so. I do take have the credit, but the other half I must blame on you, love. I’m sorry, next time I will try to contain my
I am also sorry about your problem! Wish I could help so you could post them.