*Phoebe was nervously pacing across the table in front of her giant friend Emilia's tray, talking aloud to herself and trying to calm her nerves. The school had just announced the day for Prom, and she knew that everyone would be asking soon. Phoebe had been trying to ask one specific girl out for weeks and always backing out. No more.*
Today's the day I'm gonna do it. I'm asking her to go to prom with me... oh god she might not even know my name... I've only talked to her a few times... guys what do I do? Aside from the giant rose how do I get her to notice me? Taylor, you managed to ask out Emilia, how'd you do it.
T: She asked me out, still not sure why. The cookie that was my height sure helped. I dont really think one of our cookies would do much for Grace though...
You're no help, Taylor. Oh god what if she says no... or worse... she might even just pretend not to hear me. She might not even like girls... no no I saw the pride flag button on her backpack I don't have to worry about that...
@ask-emrald
This is a game of strategy and I'm winning it.
Stratigy and luck. Its both.
And you seem to have neither~
Oh you little shit. You just made a grave enimy today. *she smirks and lays down a draw 4* i finnaly drew one
Well fuck. *Phoebe draws and they keep playing for awhile. They both get down to 3 cards*
Gonna try one of your silly little threats again? I'm not gonna give you a win~
*she glares* no, I wont. Youre clearly too powerful for them. *she lays down a card* but youre not powerful enough to win.
Oh really? Because guess what I found a few draws ago~ *she slowly stands up a single card*
You play that and you are dead to me. I will make you wear a chicken hat for prom, I will never wear pockets again so every time you sneak into my class the only place you can hide is in my shooes.
Rules say I have to play a card if I can, you know that. Better guess what color it is if you don't wanna lose~ *she kicks over one of her other 2 cards. The one she showed is blue*
Fuck... If you have a wild i will be furius. *she plays a card* Uno.
*Phoebe drops the card. The blue draw two is back.*
Uno. You left me no choice.
.. *she draws 2 cards and then flicks them at you* we are never playing Uno again.. :)
Aww but it's such a good game. *she sets her card down.*
We are never playing this game or monopoly. They will destroy us
Oh god no, never monopoly.
Yeah, monopoly killed my sister, I shall never forgive it..*she places a hand over her heart and makes a dramatic sad face*
I'm so sorry for your loss. *dramatically tips over the tissue box to hand her a tissue, forcing herself not to laugh.*
Thank you, thank you. Such a loss truely..
It truly is an evil game.
Absolutely..
*yawn* well, now that we've finished our game, do you wanna go to bed or do anything else?
Nah, *yawn* im getting tiered. Theatrics can really take it out of you, heh.
Yeah, I don't know how those drama kids do it all day... you were just being dramatic about the whole no pockets thing right?
Yeah, of course. Im not going to do that do you.
I'm sure you'd be pretty happy if you did it though.
Your foot massages are fantastic, of course. But Id feel far too bad.
You do have GOOD pockets, right? Not jeans that the pockets are just there for looks?
... I think at least 2 or my pants have pockets..
That's a relief. The only usable pockets I have are the back pockets.
Well, thats how it is for most of my pants that have pockets, but I didnt count them since I doubt youd want to be sit on
Well, it would be a way less pressure than getting stepped on... *slightly blushing* we'll figure it out tomorrow morning. Where do you want me to sleep?
Your choice, sleep anywhere you want. If you want privacy I m pretty sure I still have a bed in my doll house, you could sleep in there.
Well, I have always wondered how soft a giant bed would be...
Ok, you can sleep with me than. I dont think i move much in my sleep so it should be safe.
Even if you do roll around, I'm sure I'll be fine. Would you mind carrying me to bed?
Yeah of course. *she sits her hand next to phoebe for her to climb on before walking over and sitting her in bed before getting in herself. The matress is just the right abount of soft with the right abount of firm, its almost perfect*
*Phoebe jumps around on it for a minute, laughing the entire time* This is awesome!
Hehe, Im glad youre enjoying yourself
*she stops bouncing around and climbs up in Grace, on top of her shoulder* it's all thanks to you bringing me home for the night.
Yeah of course! You can come over any time you want as long as my familly doesnt find out.
Truth be told, I'm more worried about your sister finding out.
Heh, dont sorry. Shes really not as mean as she seems. Shes all bark and no bite. ... Ok, well shes got a bit of bite but still, wont be a problem if were careful.
I'm very careful. And extremely good at keeping out of sight.
Thats good, in that case youre always welcome.
All right, but I hope you know that promise means I'll probably sneak into your pocket or something whenever I don't have anywhere to be.