>>36483840

>You are about to question what she means by that, but there is a knock at the door.

You dropped your name, yo.

>>36483840
>You are about to question what she means by that, but there is a knock at the door.
You have a twitter yet?

>>36483863
Awww shit, so I did. Seems that it can never go just perfectly, but I suppose thats life.

>>36483840
>>You are about to question what she means by that, but there is a knock at the door.
I recall you said it was about time our family got here.
Also welcome back OP!
Truth be told I felt the quality of your writing experienced a significant drop in the last thread.

>>36483989
Yeah, it was mostly dialogue and didn't have much to slap descriptions in places because no crazy vision.

Writing.

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>>36484309
Maria is the one confused? Surely she knows more about this stuff than you do, but her face remains impassive despite the slightest furrow of her brows.

The knock at the room's door has you kicking yourself for not speaking sooner, although you doubt it would make a difference.

"Yoooo, Maria told me that our esteemed guest woke up! Her parents just finished the drive so I, the most humble and gracious Taylor, have come to guide you to mister grumpy face and his office!"

Maria sighs and thrums her fingers on the book cover.

"Please open the door. Please?"

Moments later you are introduced to Taylor Spencer, younger sister of Harold Spencer whom you are going to be meeting with your newly arrived parent. Taylor is bright and energetic when compared to Maria's soft spoken manners, because of that you can't help but feel somewhat intimidated by her. You make a point not to ask about the wheelchair though, that and stare for too long as Maria pushes her down hallways towards your destination.

You've changed into very neutral colored clothing, gray sweats and a long sleeved beige monstrosity that smells of fabric softener. It seems almost uniform. You see Taylor turn to you in the corner of your eye. Funny how you've been used to seeing teeth and claws there and now... Nothing.

"Okay, so we can be goody goody and go riiiii~ght to the office, or! Or we can sneak by the cafe since most people are busy."

You aren't really hungry, not as much as you want to see your family again. You could actually hug your mother without flinching now. Maria seems to disapprove of being late on purpose.

"Miss Spencer I do not think-"

"Addy, can I call you that? Two words for you! Hot food." Taylor is unabashedly grinning at you now while her hands fiddle with Maria's storybook, flipping over a wild forest of bookmarks.

>Oh god hot food
>I'd rather go and see my family again.
>We can't really be late though.

>>36484694

>I'd rather go and see my family again.

>>36484694
>I'd rather go and see my family again.
Twitter?

>>36484694
>>Oh god hot food
>>We can't really be late though.
>>I'd rather go and see my family again.
In this order? Does that work?
In any case, express that hot food does sound really fucking attractive, but duty and family.

>>36484694
>>We can't really be late though.

>>36484799
>>36484777
>>36484739
>>36484725

Writing!

>>36485137
Still here?

>>36486112
OP looks to be dead, anon.
:^(

>>36486493
A sad thing, he only got a single post out before falling.

>>36484694
>crippled
>energetic
>dat personality
>dem titties
Found best girl.

>>36488229
>>36489628
My fucking internet went out again I swear to god

>>36489674
So I guess this thread is over, then.
Maybe some other time.

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