Becca: *chuckles and rolls my eyes* ‘You bitch’

Becca: ‘Whatever. I was being a little brat.’ *glances at Curtis*

Becca: ‘Well. technically, you’re the older one. So I think you have the rights..?’

Becca: *smiles a little and closes my eyes* ‘Ok, good. I don’t like you mad..’

Becca: Thanks. *looks up again and sighs* ‘Are you still mad..?’

Becca: U-Uhm..Could you move your head, just a little..?

Becca: *groans quietly* 'fine..' *looks at Curtis, pokes his head a little*

Becca: 'I don't wanna be rude..!' *glances down*

Becca: 'Uhm..Curtis has his head on..my chest, and I don't know what to do..'

Becca: 'Damnit..' *sighs and lays back* ..fucking.. *closes my eyes tightly and connects my mind with Liam's (her voice will seem like. faint since it's a weak connection) 'Liam..'

Becca: *sits up a little, grabbing his arm gently*

Becca: *blushes brighter and looks down quickly*

Becca: . . . *looks at the ceiling, thinking quickly*

Becca: *blushes slightly* Uhm, what..?

Becca: *blinks and looks at him* Oh hi there

Becca: I call bull. *crosses my arms and faces him, sitting criss-crossed*

uurhgeow)) Becca: Oh come ooooon.

9 oclock night? )) Becca: *my eyes widen and I look at him* What?

yeah. so a cop came and I was all scared and yeah)) Becca: Well. I know a lot more actually. Getting this new form helped me know a lot of things

Someone threatened to shoot me. They didn't tell me, but my friend told me)) Becca: *rolls off him and stretches*