Denim: flinch* woah-

Denim: floats around snooping*

Denim: sure

Denim: sets the quilt next to him and sways his legs*

Denim: fine. *floats in and sits on his fold out bed*

Denim; eh it’s dramatic in there
Kyra: inches off the bed and slightly sprints out the room and curls up on the couch*
Sorry today’s my dad’s birthday and I was eating some icing for the cake*

Denim: sits on the side of the hall napping*

Kyra: I said..n-no!

Denim: whatever get to ur dorm

Kyra: d-don’t... it’s n-nothing *backs away a small bit*

Denim: wait- how can u see me??

Denim : ur next to us.

Kyra: d..don’t touch m..e! *backs away*

Denim: oh hello *looks at Chris*

Kyra: n-no.. *pushes him away a little*
Denim: walks out the dorm bored*

Hm?))
Kyra: mm! *shuffles away from him again*

Kyra: curls in a ball huffing* ...
Denim: floats back to the couch*

Denim: leaning on the door frame* oo what a soap opera~

Kyra: slightly pushes him off of him huffing and crawls the the other end of the bed*

U can join!)