I've got three ideas for an O/O

Whatever you need!

(hey, sorry. I've got a bucket load of homework that I need to finish, but I'll get to this when I can)

No problem!//

(would you prefer first person or third?)

Preferably third, but I can work with both!//

Marius was early for his morning class….. forty-five minutes early, to be exact.

As usual, the hallway just outside the classroom was silent and empty, giving him the perfect opportunity to sit alone with his thoughts, away from the chaotic roommate that took up too much space with his curse words and vulgar insults. Sighing softly, Marius leaned against the wall, tugging the tiny notebook and pencil from his back pocket.

Sarose's fingers tapped on his laptop's side, he had to finish a paper and quickly. After this paper, there was more paperwork to do, then more, then some more. Sarose hated being the only god that actually worked, everyone else just partied all day. Speaking of the other gods partying, he had escaped one of their parties and was now seated in a mortal cafe, a quiet one.

Pressed between the clean-cut pages of the moleskin notebook were words—no, verses. Songs, poems, lyrical projects, the products of his imagination, and all of them tucked neatly between two covers and a half-inch block of paper. With nothing left to do before his class started, he began to scribble down a vague phrase that had sprung to mind while he was brushing his teeth.

I spin and I spin/but the world stands still

(oof so you're already rping with me but are all the ideas taken?)

(hey there, XD. I'd love to do one of the other ideas with you in the future, but I'm a bit overwhelmed right now with the number of rps I already have, so I'm not creating/joining anymore until things calm down a bit. Sorry :/ )

(No I understand! See you :)

(thanks :)

I know you're overwhelmed with a lot of rps, so I was wondering if you wannted to put this on hold.//

(if that's okay with you? sorry about that.. and thank you for offering)

It's cool with me!/

(thanks~)