Artsy: Okay then! -hugs Lizz- I’m gonna go on a walk for a bit, ok?

Sally: ! -scared by him just coming in randomly, he straightens himself up, which hurt his hip again, so he said ‘ow’ again. Still quietly just because-

Artsy: What ‘cha doin’? -randomly pops out of nowhere-

Sally: Yeah! I’m fine. -he says it in the tone of what the j o c k said. :p-

I don’t know. It doesn’t fit the plot really of the game and RP

Sally: -sits down, quietly saying ‘ow’ since the punch was to his hip :,)-

((I was making a vent animation :D))

Sally: Sorry that I was late.. ^that Sally said to no one in particular^

~timeskip~ Sally: -walks inside, dropping his huge backpack and puts the towels, blankets, and etc that needs to be washed into the laundry machine-

Sally: -struggles to pick stuff back up, but does anyway.- -slowly walks home I guess idk-

((No it ain’t. It’s just the end to them talking I guess))

Jock: nd punches him. I’m sorry, it needed a weird end. :,)-

Jock 1: acts real and says the truth: Nobody fucking likes you. Even that girl you were with today. She might try to protect her friends, but I bet all my college money that you aren’t even friends that much. Goodbye! -says the last part quite cheerful, a

Jock 1: -whispers to Sally- You probably don’t realize this, but your mask makes you look fucking disturbing. The death stare tat they get from that mask must make them really hate your ass. I hope that when you go back to your little cave that everyone a

~now let’s end the plot line of the jocks, shall we? And yes, please just imagine that they aren’t close close by. Just comforts the scene.~

Sally: -picks up the towels, blankets, etc.-

Millie: C’mon! Hah! -tugs Liz’s arm, still gently.-

Sally: I’ll pack up the stuff. Since I got a head start here, you guys can have a head start back.

Sally: We can go now if you’d like. I’m not doing much anyways. -starts to pack stuff up-

((Ash is in the game Sally Face. She basically is a friend o’ Sal.))