Artsy: -lifts head up- I hate th-under-S-storms..

~some lightning fills the sky with a lil “boom”~

Kennith: -turns off tv- welp, goodnight. Hopefully it isn’t bad I guess. -heads back upstairs-

Kennith: Nothing seems to be really entertaining I guess. -gets up and gets coffee- if you want anything, it’s in the fridge.

-click after click, nothing.-

“BREAKING NEWS!” -click- “What do you think about...worms?” -click- “how does having-“ -click-

Kennith: -puts on the tv, lowering the volume so it isn’t screaming in his ear-

Kennith: -sigh-

Kennith: -walks downstairs to get some coffee, still dressed regularly.-

Millie: -yawn- goodnight. -gets things and goes to her room-

Millie: It’s because even though he is the principal of my school, very few people hang out I guess.

Millie: Yeah.. I think so. Be warned: my dad usually does boring paperwork around this time upstairs.

Millie: And....Artsy already went upstairs. -yawn-

~~ the drawing is a picture of Lizz with her hands covering her face from earlier ~~

Artsy: H-Here. I made this a while ago, and I didn’t know if you’d like it or not. -gives Lizz a drawing, then quickly leaves-

Artsy: -quietly takes headphones off n stuff-

Millie: oh well. // Artsy: -face turns a deep scarlet red :,)-

Millie: frick that’s probably-

Millie: Wait a sec. -yells- DAD! YOU AWAKE?

Millie: I feel like somethings off..