Millie: -runs over and hugs Lizz tightly-

~I’ll make an actual sketch of her later~

( cannon: Sally is actually a boy so I basically didn’t say his gender for no reason. ) Sally: -draws a sketch of Ashhhhhhh-

Sally: -writes down random doodles-

Sally: -skips past a lot of pages, staring at one named ‘the truth’. Which was odd. But they continued flipping the pages until found a blank page.-

Sally: -opens backpack, getting out a writing pad. Or known as a diary. Don’t judge-

~since I don’t want all the Jocks to be douches, insert the 4th Jock just making comedy jokes. No, not nasty ones, just regular jokes. White people jokes.~

Sally: T-Thank you. -smiles- ~since this is a r o l e p l a y lemme just pretend and say the mask shows his emotions.~

Millie: oh. Ok. -shrugs it off kind of-

Sally: -quietly comes back outside, sitting on the blanket. Also, it seems as their mask we adjusted in a way, since you can see their eyes kind of.-

Millie: dunno, probably thinking about stuff. Like how for example in a public area you pulled out a knife with fire, and threatened them. Even though jocks are always douchbags.

-talk as in how’s football practice and stuff-

Jock: fine. -stops looking and them and regularly talks to other jocks-

Jock 1: Ok.. -gives a pokerface-

Jock 4: Hello :D ~he was the friendliest one~ -quietly sat down, throwing his football up and down-

Jock 2 and 3 I guess: ow! Jesus Christ! -hold their heads in painnnnnn-

Jock 2 and 3: -snicker, possibly sharing a joke that involved the precious lil Sally being beat up. But since you didn’t hear it, you can’t really blame yet.-

Jock 1: Okay..?

Jock 1: -places down a university towel and jumps onto it, making a ‘thud’ noise- fuc- dang it.

Jock 1: -walks past Sally, glaring at them.- -mumbles- what the fuck even is that mask used for? —they gonna cussity cuss occasionally—