“Oh okay, will you be spending them with anyone?”
“Not unless I find a cute guy who doesn’t mind spending the holidays in this place”
She laughs “That would be a good reason to stay”
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“Oh okay, will you be spending them with anyone?”
“Not unless I find a cute guy who doesn’t mind spending the holidays in this place”
She laughs “That would be a good reason to stay”
“Well perhaps we should travel in a pack then, we’d be less lonely,”
“I like that”
Let's talk about 'take your time'
When I say ‘take your time’, what I mean is:
Take. Your. Time.
If you have muse for another thread? You can reply to that
If you have muse for another character? Guess what; you can reply to that too.
If you’re getting feels for another ship? No, seriously. You can reply.
If you’re overwhelmed with other threads? It’s okay; seriously. I don’t hate you, I don’t think any less of you. You get to ours when you can.
If you want to drop a thread because you’ve lost inspiration with it; same as above. I don’t hate you. I’d rather you told me than fretted and thought omfg she’s gonna hate me when actually, the opposite is true
Muses can be fickle, fickle things and I shouldn’t have to say this but when dipshits come out with stuff like ‘take your time doesn’t mean you can reply to something else’ — actually, it does with me.
Anybody who plots with me, RPs with me, even talks to me; I love. Dearly. And when they reply I squeal like a mad thing because omg the flawless (seriously).
RPing is meant to be fun, lovelies. Don’t suck the fun out of it by being passive aggressive and a bit of a twat by saying shit things like that.
Take your time means take your time - It’s YOUR character, your blog. You reply to who you want, okay? <3
“I’ve only been here for one day. But I mean my first home with my mom and dad and brother. I guess what I miss most is… the holidays. Our whole family would come over to our little house and my mom and I would cook in the morning and then we would all eat together like one big family around the dining table.”
“That sounds like holidays alright.” She leaned forward. “I wouldn’t ask if I wasn’t so hungry right now, but all I want to think about is food, so… Was it turkey? And was it good?” She sighed wistfully. “I miss Christmas food.”
“Yes. We would always have ham, and dressing, and green bean casserole"
She gives him a look for a moment and then laughs “Yeah, I’m beat dead too. That’s why I came her, to give myself a good rest.”
“Rest ain’t going to help that complexion of yours. You’re dead, love. You’re always going to look like how you are now.”
His intensity freaked her out “What are you talking about?”
“Um nowhere, I’m staying here for the holidays”
“Oh okay, will you be spending them with anyone?”
She nods, trying to comprehend the feeling “That must be nice”
❝Truthfully it is, do I miss certain places that my sister and I have been? Yes, I’d love to see them again, maybe someday I will but I can’t remember the last place I called home.❞
“So you are you a nomad?”
“Have you ever heard the phrase ‘lonely creatures travel in packs’?”
“Yes, I have”
“Yes, it’s real..Oh come on, mate. It’s not going to hurt if you’re already dead. Unless you’re one of them humans. Then it would just hurt for a little, and I’d get to watch you bleed. It’s a win/win situation for me.”
“A.. A human. Of course I’m human.” She managed to spit out, terrified, figuring that this man was a psycho.
“No, I’m only staying the weekend. I’ll be with my aunt for Christmas. Are you?”
“No”
“Okay. Where will you be going?”
“Do you ever miss home?”
❝ I have no home to miss…therefore, No.❞
She nods, trying to comprehend the feeling “That must be nice”
“In that case I guess home is here.. for now,”
She just nods, not quite knowing what to say about the mutual feeling of loneliness.
“Okay well theres a gas station down the street, I’m sure you can get one there.”
“Can’t leave, deary. I’m dead, you know.”
She gives him a look for a moment and then laughs “Yeah, I’m beat dead too. That’s why I came her, to give myself a good rest.”
“So if they’re not at the desk they’re upstairs?”
“Wait for them?”
“Okay” She says becoming uncomfortable with the strange man with an attitude who was now giving her a psychotic look.
“Yeah I guess that’s true”
“Are you staying for christmas?”
“No, I’m only staying the weekend. I’ll be with my aunt for Christmas. Are you?”
“What do you say? Wanna get outta’ here?”
“Where to?”
“The holidays, how we used to spend them when I lived at home. How much I miss my parents. They passed away a few years ago.”
“Ditto, to the passing away part, well one of them, my mom. I guess it’s another orphan’s Christmas. But the hotel makes it feel less lonely”
“Yeah I guess that’s true”