Morning Rescue [Closed RP]
Though the Witch never slept, she felt rather comfortable in her current situation as well. With Sonya next to her, she lulled off into a state of relaxation, still humming such a simple melody to the woman beside her. However, that state of relaxation shattered into pieces upon the shrill noise of a ringing phone.
Candeloro opened her eyes just in time to be smacked in the face by Sonya’s hand while she searched around for her cellular phone, and she let out a groan of pain. However, it seemed Sonya really didn’t notice. Rubbing softly at her nose, she listened to the conversation, and afterwards her eyes followed the phone as it went soaring across the room.
“Military ball?”
The teenager turned her head to look at Candeloro, half-liddedly and obvious still not completely away. Her voice is rather weak and muffled by the sheets as she replies,”Yeah…” She doesn’t bother to go into explaining it any more, though she knew that, eventually, she’d be forced to. Sonya groans as she drags herself from her bed and slogs over to the closet, looking through her clothes for something to wear, completely ignoring the other blonde as she does so.
((Whoops gotta go! Seeya tomorrow after I take care of a mound of homework!))
The hell were you watching, anyway? ….Y’know what, nevermind.
Human Centipede 1 an’ 2. Just finished Sea Wall, spilled out all my feelin’s.
She can’t help the look of disgust that comes over her face. She sighs, rubbing her forehead in a manner that suggests a headache.
You’re a dumbshit.
Probably a poor choice of words there. Too late now.
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Don’t puke on me.
… -Shakes her head, leans into the couch.- I’m never drinkin’ an’ eatin’ again when it comes to watchin’ movies… ugh…
The hell were you watching, anyway? ….Y’know what, nevermind.
Morning Rescue [Closed RP]
Candeloro notices the yawn, and the way that Sonya practically divebombs into her bed. Instead of saying something bordering along the lines of rude, as she’d become accustomed to with Sonya, she simply smiled and sat next to the girl’s bed. She closed her eyes, humming a soft lullaby and occasionally peeking out to look at the tired girl.
It’s odd, how she’s all too comfortable with her face buried in her sheets, close to the point where some people would consider it being smothered to death. She didn’t mind, it was comfortable, and definitely warm. She’s just about to doze off, completely oblivious to the humming, when her phone lights up and screeches like a banshee.
In a rather half-hearted attempt at actually getting the thing, she smashes her hand around her bed and nightstand before grabbing it, fumbling it for a moment, and opening it on speaker. What happens next is a sound not entirely unlike her phone’s ringing - a voice on the other side yelling at Sonya to get off her lazy ass and get to the school to help plan for the Military Ball. It results in her turning off her phone by taking the battery out and throwing it across the room, and her laying in bed like a corpse for several moments.
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Well enough.… -Casually tips her beer upside down, letting it drain out.- Eh…
Don’t puke on me.
