The End Of The World: No One Is Alive Or Are They?

[The Mockingjay]

Emi: yeah, for sure. -slides closer to him in the sleeping bag- really is getting quite hot now, ya think?

 

[Rougeninja91]

-blushes-

Rick: Y..Yeah....

 

[The Mockingjay]

Emi: wonder if it's still raining. I can't hear it anymore.

 

[Rougeninja91]

Rick: If it is, I have to go get dinner

-reluctantly gets out of the sleeping bag and walks to the tent flap-

 

[The Mockingjay]

Emi: wait! -thinking of an excuse- I... I just... Ermm... Heard some rain... Yeah, definitely still raining suppose you might as well just come bak here.

 

[Rougeninja91]

-chuckles and walks back over, sliding into it-

Rick: You could just say you didnt want me leaving.

-kisses her forehead-

 

[The Mockingjay]

Emi: but, I really did hear the rain! -snuggles-

 

[Rougeninja91]

-rolls eyes playfully-

Rick: Sure....

 

[The Mockingjay]

Emi: *giggles as she pushes her body up against his* I... *quietly* really did.

 

[Rougeninja91]

-smiles lightly and puts his head on top of hers-

Rick: You say so.

-Closes eyes-

 

[The Mockingjay]

Emi: hey, Rick..

 

[Rougeninja91]

-doesnt open his eyes-

Rick: Yeah? he asked softly

 

[The Mockingjay]

Emi: am I... ugly?

 

[Rougeninja91]

-Looks at her shocked at first, but then smiles-

Rick: Not in the slightest. I think your very beautiful, if Im being honest...

 

[The Mockingjay]

Emi: oh, good... *smiles shyly at him before putting her face back against his chest*

 

[Rougeninja91]

-Drifts off into sleep, snoring softly-

 

[-God of War-]

Name: Donald Brennan
Age: 20 (not my real age)
Location: Somewhere inside the forest.
Wepon/ Fighting Style: Guns
Specialty: Hunting skills, imaginary, Really good plan creator, fast run.

 

[The Mockingjay]

Emi: *looks up at him sleeping and smiles before gently sliding out of the sleeping bag and heading outside with the blanket*

 

[Rougeninja91]

-Stirs and notices shes gone-

Rick: Emi...?

 

[The Mockingjay]

Emi: *sitting outside on a rock hears him and peeks her her through the door* you called?