I am in too many Roleplays but I'm bored.... 4/4

"You wanna actual seat instead of sitting on my lap? I don't really mind either way."

_{Idk how to insert Alice}

(smol text. I dunno either TBH)

Damian, pulled himself to his feet, shifting instead to lie down in a corner.

Asuka makes sure everything in his med kit is in place, where he wants it.

Evelyn watches this scene, and sits down, lost in thought. She didn't want for this to happen, not at all.

Damian closed his eyes, trying to ignore some of the pain.

Asuka moves to sit with Evelyn.
"You ok?"

_{I'll just watch for now}

"Huh? Oh! Yeah! I'm as happy as a jitterbug!" Evelyn lied. She didn't want to show others the insecure side of her. The side of her that was scared of her origins and the root of her power.

"Ok!" Asuka smiles, and goes to check on Damian's wounds.

Damian doesn't move much when Asuka comes over, "Don't worry about me," he said softly, "I just need to rest"

"I'll let you rest." Asuka sits down and takes out the loaf of bread, despite it being smushed a lot, he starts eating it.

"Hungry much?" Evelyn chuckles.

Asuka giggles. "Yeah, I am."

Damian sighs, submitting to an oncoming need for sleep.

Asuka walks over to him, and kisses him on the cheek. Then sits with him.

(Uh…okay?)

(Shushhhhh, Asuka is gay, deal with it.)

(I ship it xD)

(XD)

Damian didn't notice the kiss, and slept peacefully his tail curled over his paws.

(I kinda ship it too… But I have no idea what Damian will think of it… who knows, a lot of my character are turning out to be not straight XD)

(FUCKIN SAME XD)
Asuka lets him sleep, laying down next to him, and sleeping with him

_{Don't mind me shoving Alice in bc I need to rp}

Alice was in a corner as she quietly looked around, not sure what to do.

(Might wanna timeskip a few hours so I can actually stick around…)

(Sure?)

Damian moaned as he came to, everything ached, and there was someone sleeping next to him??

Asuka snores, still asleep to the side of Damian.

Damian watched Asuka curiously for a moment, mentally recounting what happened.