Creativity is a crime rp, anyone?

(idk)
(Phoebe's prolly gonna eat soon, what about Marco?)

(hey here.)

(Marco will go with her.)

(hi!)
('kay)
(does Ellis wanna come too?)

Phoebe stood up. "I'm going to find a kitchen.", she told the others, heading out the door.

Marco raised his hand and waited for Phoebe to call on him, "I'm going too."

Phoebe smiled at him, rubbing her tired eyes. "Sure."

(@Topaz, did you join Write the World yet?)

(not yet, I'm using my phone and I'm going to wait for computer access)

(your turn)

(Alrught!)

(I just finished my first piece!!!!!!)

Marco smiled and walked quickly to catch up with Phoebe. He put his arm around her and pulled her into him. "So, where should we look first?"

(I'll go check it out!)

Kimber fell off her bed. "Gahhhhhhhhhhh stupid wings!" She shouted, then clamped her hand to her mouth. She hoped that wasn't loud enough for anyone to hear.

A noise startled Phoebe as she leaned briefly into Marco, so incredibly glad that he was staying. "Down that way." She pointed towards where the noise had come from.

(sure ellis with come.)

Marco looked behind them and saw Ellis following. He stopped and turned around, "hey. You don't look to good."

Kimberly struggled to get up, flailing her wings wildly.

(Hello? @jaz?)

(JAZZY person?!?!?)

(hey here.)

HI)
(jaz it's your turn)

(It's your turn.)

(…hello?)

(typing now.)

(K)

"what do you"? mean ellis replied slightly worried.

Phoebe smiled gently. "You just looked a bit sad, that's all. We're looking for the kitchen, want to come?"

"sure". ellis replied trying to hide how she was really feeling.