My Dysfunctional Family, But I Wouldn't Have It Any Other Way

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((Hey y'all, anybody on currently?? Btw Scarlet (can I call you that??) your character looks great!))

(Of course you can call me that! •v• And thank you very much! :3)

((Okie dokie! :P And of course!))

(Imma here)

(Me too! :D)

((I think that everyone has posted their characters, so if we're ready, we can start?))

(Yay! >u<)

//sure

(Let's do it!!!)

(Sorry I wasn't really on today! ^^; We can start now if you guys are still here)

(I am!)

((Ack sorry, it seems I wasn't on when everyone else was… Does anyone happen to currently be on so we can get this show started?))

(I am, friend!)

((Yay! I'll write a starter then, and we can finally start this ^^))

(Awesome!)

Asher yawned as he walked down the hallway, extremly tired from waking up early. Well, by early he meant noon, but still, he had stayed up late, so it counted as early. Seriously, whose great idea was it to have the window right over the bed, so the sunlight shines directly onto your face? He adjusted his beanie and strode into the kitchen, heading straight for the coffee maker.

Trinity tiptoed into the kitchen. She saw Asher and stopped.

Asher got the coffee maker started then leaned back against the counter. He rubbed the side of his head, hit with a sudden headache. He turned to go look for some painkillers when he saw Trinity. He jumped backwards, starteled from not seeing her sooner. After realising who it was, he bared his fangs and growled, "What are you looking at?"

Trinity shied away, looking at her feet. She whispered, barely audible, "Nothing."

Camilla walked into the kitchen to tend to one of her plants. "Don't be so mean Asher."

(I'm so sorry for being gone! We had a tornado watch where I am and the power was out for hours)
Caire came downstairs, a book held loosely in one hand. She had been awake for hours, of course, but had been reading rather than talking with her flatmates.

(Don’t be sorry for that! :<

I’m glad you’re alive.)

Trinity stayed near the back of the room, far away from Asher.

(It's still storming some, but hey; the WiFi's back and the lights are on so I'm good lol)

(Yay! See Trinity)

(Okay)
"Hey Trinity." Caire stood beside Trinity, watching her other flatmates arguing about… something. Quite frankly, she just didn't care about their quarrels. She didn't start them, and she didn't get involved in them.

"Hey," she said, but she was focusing on Asher intently. If he did anything, she would grab Caire and bolt.

"What did he do this time?" Caire flipped open her book, leafing through the pages until she seemed to have found where she left off.

"Fangs," Trinity whispered faintly.