Vix: ..Doll.. *growls and throws her down* You’re checking the woods! Curtis, the fucking house. Liam, you’re with me. We’re going to your mom.

Vix: *my eyes sharpen and I grab her shirt, pulling her to me* The fuck did they look like you little fuck!

Vix: *teleports* .. *teleports back* She’s not there.

Vix: *looks around* Where’s Becca?

Vix: *appears, combing my hair with my fingers and kicks the door open* AYE LOSERS!

Becca: *senses and looks back* - ??: Hi doll~ *grabs her wrist and disappears*

Becca: ... — ??: ‘Jesus..’ *behind Becca*

Becca: ... *blinks* Uhm, no thank you..

Becca: And..? *looks over, closing the fridge slowly*

Becca: .. *blinks*

Becca: *teleports to the kitchen and opens the fridge, tapping my foot as I look*

Becca: *walks in, changing into some tights and tank top, walking back out* I’m making breakfast!

Becca: *walks back out and huffs, walking to the bathroom*

Becca: ...? Uhm.. Mk. *walks to the closet*

Becca: *walks out and back to my room, looking at Curtis*

Becca: *rolls my eyes* Whatever then. Neither of you will so. Whatever. *walks to the door*

Becca: *huffs* and why shouldn’t I ask him.

Becca: Look, ill just ask Curtis *steps back* Sorry for bothering you

Becca: *my eyes widen and I tense* Ok! Damn..!

Becca: You were awake first.. *messes with my fingers*