DarkAssassinXer
Dweller of the Clockwork
"I.. Suppose that's true." He sniffled. He felt a bit weak for crying though, since most fifteen year olds really didn't cry about anything. But he slowly opened up to her. "I'm just tired of that house. Sometimes I still expect them both to come home, and then I end up waiting all night for nothing. I just don't want to live alone.." He slowly closed his eyes, not sleeping, but just holding onto her like a son would to his mother.
//Ahh, that's pretty cool ^^ I haven't had a roleplay like this in a long time to be honest. And of course u v u
//Ahh, that's pretty cool ^^ I haven't had a roleplay like this in a long time to be honest. And of course u v u