Join my roleplay pls I don't have a life

Quill walks over to the weirdly-acting people. "Hey there, what's up. It looks like y'all have seen a ghost!" She says jokingly.

they must have had another motive in mind, and that girl got in the way, and they had to get away fast, but that still doesnt make sence

Ariene jumps a bit in shock, not knowing that Quill was here… "oh, ya….. we're… okay

"Excuse me," Quill says, overhearing their conversation. "What in the world is going on over here?"

"Don't even get me started…" Ceaser muttered, taking in Quill with an interested look.

We just… have gone through a lot today

"Suuureee you areee." Quill laughed, and then lowered her voice. "But if y'all are holding out on me, then I'm gonna be upset. You know I love to get into trouble!"

Ariene glares at Ceaser, hoping that he doesnt tell everyone he knows what happened

"I hate to say it but this guy probably knows the most about this kind of thing" Nods towards Ceaser

Quill walks back to the counter to grab the coffee she had ordered.

(Woops slow wifi)

She walks back, and sits at a table, head resting on her hand. "Tell me everything!"

nope… its just uhh…… my… uh… pet rock died… its been a hard day for me, ya know (not good at lying)

"We're plotting to rob a Chick-fil-a," Ceaser replied, rolling his eyes.

(don't worry, same here)

he had a good life…… RIP Bob the rock……….. yup…

"Pet rock, huh? Okay then." Quill turned back to Ceaser. "Count me in!"

"I'm sorry but who are you and why should we tell you?" switches stare to the girl

glances to Mani for help

-sighs in relife-

"Seriously? I've only lived in your neighborhood for the past five years!" Quill exclaims.

"What even the literal fuck?" Ceaser groaned, laughing. "You'd better invite me to the funeral."

"I'll be right back" Mutters and heads for the washroom (Be right back I have to go eat)

(okay!)

(i need to go to bed soon)

XD wow, five years

"Annnyyywaysss, I totally want to be in this 'rob chick fil a' thing!" Quill opened her eyes wide like a puppy.

( I think i can stay up a bit longer, its 2:30 am for me

(whoa… its 5:30 pm for me)

chicken was Bob's favorite food -fakes a tear- Its for his memorial,…..