Inside Betrayal RP (CLOSED)

Uriah led them to the house and thumped up the front steps. "Here we go." He rang the doorbell.

Wyatt looked at the door nervously.

"I hope she has cookies," Eric whispered, trying to peek through the window.

(Someone wanna be the mom?)

(NO I already have a mom ;P

(boi)

(I don't know what the mean? Is it a slang?)

(It means boy are you playin the mom?))

//actually would you mind not using ‘boi’? I’m sorry, it’s just a thing with me ;)

(Someone wanna be the mom?)

//I can

(okie)

(okie)

//thank you :)

"Guys!" Eric said, "I think I see cookies!"

“You are a cookie,” Ireland said as the door swung open. “Uh… I didn’t mean you, miss.” Oops.

Uriah held back a snicker.

(Sorry, gtg)

(bye)

(Sup)

//hi

(hi, wont really be here today, having my hair cut! :)

(NicE!)

//have fun

"Uh, hello… Miss." Eric greeted, backing away from the window.

A woman was standing in the doorway, mascara streaks running down her face. “Come… in….” she said shakily.

He nodded and taking Uriahs hand, pulled him in with him.

Uriah shuffled in with Eric. Nothing had changed about the house.

While the other look onwards, towards Victors mother, Eric took his time searching for the cookies.

(R.I.P)

(NO THIS IS NOT DYING)

(Yeee, someone is here!! :D