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Raycre Village (Roleplay)

"Yep..." I sigh, and put a pillow under his head. The moon is rising, as I can see through the window. I may as well go to bed, so I do.
 
I wake up in the middle of the night. I get up and stretch. Realizing no one would be awake at this hour, I went up to my room, and started to draw my thoughts.
 
I also wonder if I ever get excepted in life I sign sadly at this only to realise I said that out loud and hope that Jay is alright

- - - Post Merge - - -

I hear footsteps in Jay's room I knock on the door

- - - Post Merge - - -

"Jay I can hear you is it ok if I can come in I can't sleep - I've just been hunting outside." I say hoping for a response and not mistaking him for awake
 
"Jay are you going to reply? I can see through the crack in the door - your awake so can I come in>" I ask still waiting outside the door

- - - Post Merge - - -

"Cool tahnk you for letting me in - are you ok from the fight earlier on today?" I ask hoping he is ok

- - - Post Merge - - -

I look at the picture Jay is drawing "Wow your really talented at drawing - I wish I was." I say staring at the amazing details
 
The opening of a door wakes me up. It isn't mine, so I come out of bed and see Jay's door open. "What's going on...?" I say groggily.
 
(Thanks, Rosie. It hasn't happened yet.. I think it's next Friday or some shizzle.. I think I'll put a fight in when Wolf's wandering about town, I have the perfect idea.)
I get up and go to where I heard doors opening, leaving the dog downstairs. "Huh? What's going on?"
 
"Um, nothing." I say, stuffing the paper under the bed, cheeks starting to get reddish. I hear Wolf's voice.
"We're upstairs!" I call.
 
I notice him blushing, and I feel my cheeks burning.

"I like to draw..." I go back into my room and pull out a sketchbook stuffed with papers and pencils.
 
"We could do that together, I guess." I say, taking the sketchbook back out but quickly flipping the page.
 
I open the sketchbook, and it shows a detailed drawing of a bird in flight. I smile.
"I suppose."
 
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