• Do you think this would make a good Rp or should I just make a story out of it *soupir*:


    tab It was a warm balmy mid morning, and I was out by the oak tree with Yuki and Kevin. We were lying in the cool grass under the shade, enjoying the pleasant weather. A soft breeze brought in the sweet aroma of the nearby flowers. I sighed dreamily, as I closed by eyes to nap. It was quickly interrupted by the distinct smell of burning flesh, and the sound of human agony. I quickly jumped up opening my eyes, trembling with fear. "Is there something wrong?" Yuki asked in a melodious voice. “Nothing,” I assured, sighing inaudibly while sliding back into my former position. Kevin smiled, “It’s nice today.” “Yeah?” I agreed.” Do you guys want anything? I’m going inside to make a sandwich,” I inquired. Yuki stood up beside me in acknowledgement. We walked down the shallow hill, towards the small cottage. None of us spoke. I started to feel awkward walking in silence with Yuki; it felt so serious. “So, what’s up?” I asked in boredom. She remained quiet but there was a small hint of a smile on her usually expressionless face. Yuki is a very subtle bibliophile; she has shortly cropped pale purple hair, extremely fair skin, glasses, and deep hazel eyes. I stared at her for a second before she pushed the bridge of her glasses as if to say, ”ahem!” I turned around to face the door.

    tab I opened the door, as soon as I stepped inside I took off my shoes. Yuki grabbed my shoulder before I even moved. I spun around to face her. She seemed to gaze at me affectionately, it made me feel a little dejected. “Yuki…” I trailed off. Before I had the chance finish, she tugged me closer to her; we were literal inches from each other, and her breath was oddly warm and minty. Her blushing became present, when I gently grabbed her hands. “I love you,” she whispered amorously before our lips met. Her skin was cooler than mine like it usually was. She embraced me, caressing where her hands were; I did the same. It started off subdued but it was beginning to become fervent. We started to move for the bedroom. Right when Yuki reached for the doorknob, my phone started to vibrate.

    tab I woke up “bwaaa,” I flailed my arms, rolling out of bed. “God damn it,” I said under my breath, rubbing my head. My cell phone was buzzing away, the word ALARM in white letters flashed on the screen. I flipped open the phone open and pressed the OK button. I sighed and looked at my watch, it was four in the morning. It was still dark outside; I laid back down. I picked up my phone, examining it. It had a small figurine of Yuki Nagato dressed up as a witch, dangling from a string. I sighed again.” I’ve got to stop fantasizing about Nagato, she’s not real and if she was real why would she choose me,” I said, feeling as though my obsession with this character is a melancholy in itself. I put my phone down, closed my eyes and went back to sleep.