( W H E E Z E )

I really need to see how this roleplay ends because I'm so hyper right now I'm shaking. I need sleep but I cant sleep OvO

(K

(I had a small box of skittles before I got ready for bed)

(I CAN BARELY BREATH IM SHAKING SO MUCH WHEEZE)

jUST DI D-

SurE- Sorry if caps randomyl get turned on I'm so hyper that my head hurta shfghkgbkfbfbfdbfmbffg

*randomly I CAN'T SPELL WHEE Z E-

Carousel: So.. what now.. do I just stay here.. do what I did the other day..? (WELCOME BACK YOU BIG BEAUTIFUL BAB Y)

*Irl helplessly giggling kill me*

Carousel: I have some stuff in my bag I manage to bring everywhere for some reason. Extra turtlenecks and nightclothes, mainly. Don't know how I do that.

Carousel: *gives a playful but nasty smirk* Whatever you say, Doc.

(oof I need mental help)

Carousel: Since when were you not~? *faint laugh*

(because you honey don't know the adventures of someone who has been loved and reads to many love stories)

*IRL TWITCH WHEEZE*

(Well it's at night and everyone are at different places, so either way...)

(yeah, in three days.

Carousel: Inang what the hell?

Carousel: What about "her" what did "she" do?

(WE THOUGHT OF THE SAME THING SDBJDFJFSDHFHSFHD great minds think alike they say)

(I have mine on the fourth*

Carousel: Sounds like one damn mad wife right there.

(ha h)

Carousel: *Thinks: I didn't know her period would be that bad ;')* *laughs to herself*

Carousel: Well, I mean, she most likely is scarred and probably is just thinking. Give her time.

Carousel: Inang, who the **** you think?

Carousel: I don't have a problem but you need to calm your shitty ass down, priss.

Carousel: Thank you for calming down. You know we are trying to help you right? To help you get out? We're trying our best, but we are kind of confused. I'm sorry it's taking a while.

Carousel: Do you know what caused you to vanish in the first place? What ACTUALLY did? I'm sure it wasn't just Scratch, there had to be an outside force helping. If we find out who or what it is, and destroy it, we might be able to get you out.

Carousel: Who are you really. You're not just "Kayla hater" you have a true identity. Who are you really. Or are you too afraid we'll find you out.

Carousel: Pussy eater. Don't think I won't find you.

Carousel: Do it, maybe we can get some answers. Meanwhile, Inang, I need a few questions answered.

Carousel: Why were you sent here.

Carousel: *text's back* So far, we are doing okay. Don't know what Scratch'll get with the book and hacking into it, but hopefully we get somewhere with it. If you want to help, I'm sure you are open to.

(aw man.)

(K, I need sleep anyway.)