"Nope. It might still be in the car. Or you're just not looking hard enough." He leaned over to Alex. "The second options probably right, eh?"
Alex nodded, "Knowing Willow. Most likely."
"Ellie, you should shut up before my medication stops working and I feel the need to strangle you."
Ellis smiled at her. "Mine already did. We'd be in good company. Of course, we already are…"
"I don't understand." Willow threw up her hands and walked towards the car to grab her suitcase.
"Wait! I think Colton was gonna bring it in with him." Ellis grabbed her arm to stop her. "Y'know how he is."
She turned and nodded. "Okay." The medication was supposed to run out in a few hours, but she could already hear the voices. Commands, giving by shapeless, dark beings. You know they don't care about you. Stop being so naive.
(ahem TYPHOON)
(HEY TYPHOON
I GAVE THEE AN OPENING)
( @Typhoon1912 dude)
(;~;)
(TY GET OVER HERE! SCHOOL CAN WAIT!)
(QAQ)
ah
(Good. You're here.)
(Hello
Come in from the car and set the frickin box down)
(Wait one sec… I don't know what's happening I need to read)
(What am I carrying?)
(A suitcase my bad)
(Okay)
"I'm here," Colton was panting. "Calm down treasures,"
(Why?)
(Why what? Why the suitcase? Cus Will left it in the car)
Alex looked at him, "Whoopee. And you have Will's suitcase. That's good."
(She's quite forgetful)
He held the case out for Will, "I believe this belongs to you,"
Ellis nodded. "Okay now we go put useless crap in the attic."
"I think all of you are forgetting that I'm the nickname queen around here and I never approved of Will." She crossed her arms and took her suitcase.
Alex chuckled, "Still have yet to come up with one for me. Other than the obvious. Up your game girl."
"Poetic irony."
