#roxthread

[theunlikelyones]

kp-multicharacter-rp:

"If that’s what you are like on a sugar high, you are never allowed to have sugar again. You punched my Aunt Myrtle."

"Oh come on, I didn't mean to! She snuck up on me! You shouldn't sneak up on me! Why did you even invite me to this?"

[theunlikelyones]

thosewhomoveforward:

"What?" The blonde muttered back, smiling sleepily down at the girl resting her head in his lap. His fingers were gently combing through her hair, careful not to tug on any tangles. He liked the way she was looking at him; he frequently did things like he was now just so he could see that look, and the blonde knew that he liked it more than a friend should. Charlie didn’t really care, though. He liked it. He liked her. 

Roxie just smiled back at him. "Oh nothing-It's just.. This is nice." The words came out as a murmur. It had been a long day, and now the girl was being lulled to sleep by the boy whose lap her head rest in. Her brown eyes fluttered shut as she covered her mouth, a quiet yawn escaping that she just couldn't keep in. "You're comfortable."

[theunlikelyones]

"O-Oh! Hey, Coen. Ha-Happy Valentines Day." Way to go you stuttering idiot."