TheClosetKidnapper

Awen I smile back even though he can't see me, "Here and there. Nowhere, really."

Lol. I bet. He's fun to read. "You seem a little off your trolley" Wow.

Awen I flash a smile at him, fingering my hood, "Uh...nice to meet you too." I blush a little, thankful he can't see it, and wonder what exactly he meant ...

Lol. Yes.

She didn't scoot away... o.o She just thought about it. Lol Awen I glance at him again, hesitating before answering, "Awen."

Alex I chuckle, shaking my head at her, "Even if you came at me with a kitchen knife, Tay. Things won't change."

Lol. I know what he's saying....mostly. Or I can guess. I read a bunch of Anthony Horowitz so I'm pretty familiar with British terminology.

Awen He spills all over himself and I glance at him again, contemplating scooting away to prevent any damages. Instead, I look away and down my water, ordering an orange ...

Alex I smile at her and keep rubbing her back, running my other hand over her hair.

Lol. He seems pretty amazing.

Awen I flash a smile at what happens with the bartender and take a sip of my water, staying silent and concealed.

Alex Taylor takes a sip of her drink but ends up coughing instead from trying to laugh. I sit up and set a hand on her shoulders, rubbing her back ...

British! Awen I glance at the guy before focusing back on my own drink. Sighing, I bring my hands into the pockets of my hoodie and hope I could rest ...

Alex I open the cabinet and look through the movies, finding a comedy she might like and choosing it. I slip it in the DVD player and plop down beside ...

Lol. Yeah. Posted.