Oki child

Corey: *she jumps, almost burning herself* w-what the ****

Corey: *she walks to the kitchen,starting to clean up*

Corey: *she grabs her gun from her waistband* w-whos there!?

Corey: *she shivers* i-im n-not alarmed!

Corey: *she steps back, hitting her tail on the counter* n-no I'm not!

(o Oki bye)

(wot?)

Corey: I always have my gun *she steps forward her ears going down* now why are you here

Corey: so are ya gonna haunt me...?

Corey: I'd hug ya if I could, anyway can you eat?

Corey: well I'm baking cookies *she lights another cigar*

Corey: *her eye twitched* hey! Those things cost money! My money

Corey: t-then **** off! This is my life mister cutie ghost! *She reaches for another one in her pocket*

Corey: eh!? N-no it's not...I just kicked a demon outta here....I don't need someone else ruining my life

Corey: *she huffs and walks to her room, slamming the door*

Corey: *is still in her room, drinking achohol and singing happily*

Corey: *after a bit she leaves her room* LALA LA IMA KITTY CATTTT*she stops and looks up* you okay ghostie?

Corey: heyyyyy no need to be rudeeeee, come here*she sets the bottle down*

Corey: *she falls, tears forming at her eyes* ...

Corey: *without words she gets up, grabbing the bottle and goes to her room*

Corey: *loud gunshot are heard from her room*

Corey: *more gunshots, followed by sad laughing*

*you see her shooting at a target, with her picture on it* Corey: w-why should you care...*the spot she had hit her head was wrapped in a bandage*

Corey: *she turns her face away, tears were streaming down them*

Corey: danmit! I was gonna tell him!

Corey: *she gets up pacing in her room* well ya know what pal, I think your a pretty cool dude, under all that violence that is...I just came out of an abusive relationship...you think I need more!? I don't ****ing hate you!!!if you gave me a chance we could be great ****ing pals!!

Corey: you can't give friendship a try...*she looks at him, her eyes sparkling*

Corey: well what changed!?

Corey: no...

Corey: o-oh....I'm so sorry...

Corey: if killing me is the cost... Then do it..

Corey: no! Don't you walk away! Listen here! I'm okay with the abuse, if it means you're happy! This i-is your house too now

Corey: then so be it

Corey: *she gets angry, as she walks for the door, grabbing her gun and cigars*

Corey: *leaves*

Corey: *she turns around* i-its okay

Corey: *she hugs back and her ears flatten*

Corey: *she steps back, and sighs* I'm staying....

Corey: well I'm Corey *she smiles* start over?

Corey: o-oh....okay then...

Corey: i-if you want

Corey: uh, I only have one room

Corey: y-you sure

Corey: well, if you want you can sleep on the bed

Corey: o-okay then, I'll go make lunch

Corey: hmm...*her face heats up and she laughs* y-yeah!!! Haha i-i-im fine

Corey: d-dont worry about it!

Corey: i-its only my feelings, no worries

Corey: *she goes and starts cooking*

Corey: are you okay?

Corey: wanna talk about it? *She sits next to him, a soft smile on her face*

Corey: no! D-dont think like that, I'll make everything better, I'll make everything happy

Corey: I'm not her...I won't hurt you, I promise

Corey: good *she hugs him again*

Corey: go where?

(lmao my bad) Corey: *she gets up* the foods done!

Corey: *sets the plate of food in front of him* ^^

Corey: how did you-?

Corey: oh, well that concludes luck then*she smiles and sits down again*

Corey: still sad...?

Corey: well, what's it gonna take to cheer you up?

Corey: *she says quietly* I...love...you...

Corey: y-you...re outfit that is! *She nervously laughs* y-yeah...you're outfit

Corey: o-oh....sorry

Corey: j-j-j-just thought it was cool

Corey: yep! I-i-im fine

Corey: *blushes and flinches a bit* hahaha uh yeaaaa about thattt

Corey: maybeeeee

Corey: b-but don't worry about that..*she gets up*

Corey: welp, I'm goin to go do some target practice! *She!e walks into her room*

*after a bit of gunshots, laughing, and smoke coming from the room she walks out*

Corey: *looks at him, hiding her gun under a rocking chair cushion* awe...how cute

Corey: ...?*she picks it up, taking it to her room then walking back out*

Corey: *she looks at it, then comes back out, curling over the top of the couch and sleeping as well*

Corey: *is on her porch, drinking coffee and smoking a cigar*

Corey: *is still outside, now she's on the phone with someone*

Corey: *she ignores him, and is yelling on the phone* I told you! L-leave me alone! I-ive moved on!

Corey: *she hangs up and takes another puff of her cigar* just my ex...I'm alright

Corey: you like what you see?

Corey: I hate the outside...

Corey: *she puffs the last of her cigar then walks inside*

Corey: *she goes to the kitchen, putting cookies in the oven*

Corey: *she hums and dances a bit as she bakes*

Corey: *she looks over and stops* u-u-u-uh h-hello

Corey: he was...*she looks at the ground*

Corey: I know *she smiles, and takes the cookies out*

Corey: *she says without thinking* because I do-

Corey: *taking her mits off* mhm you heard me

Corey: yup, didn't want to sound cliche so I played it off-

Corey: no worries *she's still just talking and not thinking* I know you don't feel the same way, it's okay

Corey: mhm it's fine- *she stops, her face going red* r-really!?

Corey: w-well*she sifts awkwardly* w-want a cookie?

Corey: *blushes wildly* s-s-suit yourself *she eats a cookie*

Corey: *she takes the cookies to her room, humming*

*Corey is nowhere to be found*

*after a bit she comes home, a few girls leaving her at the door as she walks in laughing with shopping bags*

Corey: *with a cigar between her teeth, she walks over to him* y-you okay?

Corey: I went clothes shopping with friends