[Ooga booga I made another oc rp blog hi - Em]
(Lyric sweeps her hair out of her face as she struts into the elevator, adjusting her feather boa. She gives Niall a side-glance, rolling her eyes and taking a spot in the corner)
"Great, of course I have to be stuck in an elevator with some loser. Just my famous luck."
(She doesn't even bother keeping her thoughts to herself, fluffing her feather boa and then folding her arms)
~ @lyricthesuperstar
*Niall's eyes widen. He turns his head at this slanderer as their face goes down into an extreme frown. And just, stares at her. In anger, in shock, is disappointment.*
*After a few seconds he slowly starts shaking their head now too. He would show how angry they are right now with his words, but they want to show how chill and cool he is. He takes back their frown now, now just staring and shaking their head in utter disapproval.*
*After a few moments of shaking their head to prove his point that he is, in fact, cool. They just stare at her now waiting for an excuse, or an admittance that she was obviously wrong.*









