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• This reply was modified 116 days ago by  Julia.

Julian put his forehead in his hands sighing. Another migraine started. “Dammit,” he whispered massaging his forehead in a gentle motion trying to soothe it but it was in vain and it still lingered making his head throb and his vision go blurry.

OOC: Goodnight! I think I’ll be off too, I’m tired and it is only 8 where I am.

OOC: DX I had to give up the nice computer for my mom, and now when II come back for Willis, everyone’s gone!

Callihan walked through the double doors, right behind Bill, who was talking animatedly to her. She looked absolutely terrified. Every once in a while, she’d pod him in the back to keep him walking. Bill looked exhausted, but in good enough spirits. It amused him to see Callihan’s fear. “And that’s when I decided, ‘hell, this is NOT worth taking orders.’ That’s how Kenneth got all those stitches in his hand. Broken glass. They did punish me for it, obviously, but testing room seven is out of commision.”

Callihan nodded. “Y-yes, yes Bill. Very brave and powerful of you.” She cowered back behind her clipboard. “Now go eat.” She shooed him away before scurrying out again, a fast as her high-healed feet would carry her.

OOC: That’s for babies! Baaaabies! Have you seen that commercial?

Bill waved at her, slowly making his way around the tables towards her.

Bill flinched a bit. “Soar!” But he gently hugged her back. “Not much. As promised, Kenneth puut Callihan in charge of me, and she’s scared out of her mind of me. It’s pretty great.”

Bill rolled his eyes. “I’m soar from the tests. It’s that drug, Fennimantin. Have they given that to you? It makes your bones feel like jelly, and when it wears off, it leaves your nerve endings feel like electrical sockets.” He waved his arms up and down, expressing the jellyy portion of that statement.

OOC: He’s so descriptive XD

Mollie laughed at Bill’s jelly bones dance, as it shall now be called.

Mollie smiled a small smile back at him. She was curious about his escape plans, but knew she couldn’t ask at the cafeteria, so she stayed silent.

“I haven’t even looked yet.” Mollie said, as she began to walk slowly towards the food. “Shall we?”

Mollie chuckled a little bit and walked past the food, not taking anything except a glass of water. They found a fairly secluded table and sat down. “So, what is this brilliant plan you had?”

“Not here. We’ll meet up in your room after dinner.” He whispered. “Then I’ll tell you. i don’t remember all the details anyway.” He yawned again, setting his head down on the table next to his food.

OOC: Bill yawns like a cat. I don’t even know how. He just does.

“I’ll do the best-” He yawned. “that I can.” He smiled. “Youu like my hair cause it’s fluffy.”

OOC: XD

He shook it out. “It really is.” He picked up a chunk, shifting it through his fingers. “There’s too much of it>”

OOC: She asked me why… I’m just a hairy guy…

• This reply was modified 116 days ago by  Lucas.

Mollie gasped in fake shock before smirking at him. “Be happy they don’t let your hair get this long. It’s extraordinarily annoying.”

“Thanks.” Mollie said, looking down at the table. “But, nice isn’t always functional. The first thing I’m doing the next time I’m near scissors is cutting it to here.” She indicated the middle of her neck. “And, we’re having a conversation about hair…great.” She smirked.

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OOC: (My sucky attempt at a ketchup bottle that YP screwed up))

• This reply was modified 115 days ago by  TheStig.

OOC: After dinner,t here shall be talk of many things. Mostly escape. Yeah, escape sounds nice.

Julian came to the table with a tray of food. “Bill!” he said happily, sitting down and grinning at Bill. “You’re well!”

Mollie smirked at Bill’s hair, which was now messier than usual, with little bits and pieces sticking up at random points.

OOC: Damn straight, we’re back on the hair topic.

“Nothing…” Mollie said, smoothing out his hair. “There. All better.”

Mollie laughed. “Yeah, there’s no doubt in my mind that you’re fine now.”

“I don’t get how you like those. Everything but breakfast here is gross.” Mollie said, staring at her cup of water, freezing and unfreezing it, as she waited for dinner to be over. She knew that they wouldn’t be allowed to leave until dinner was officially over.

OOC: Get on with it……..