OH MY GOSH IS THAT A ROLEPLAY I THINK I JUST SAW A ROLEPLAY!!!! (Private RP with @ScarletAndHerSides) [CLOSED]

Jules tapped her shoulder. "Someone wants to talk to you."

“Who?”

"That'd be me." Tyson replied.

(Man I’m grinning like an idiot.)

Lucille’s tears stopped instantly, she blinked. She hesitated.

Had she gone insane and started hallucinating?

(lol me too)
Tyson frowned. "You okay?"

(2 MINUTE WARNING)

(NOOOO)
“Are you real?”

"I…think so?"

Lucille slowly walked towards him.

(Hailp I can write romantic hugs.)

(lol I got this)
Tyson wrapped his arms around her. "You sure you're okay? That smoke kinda got to me…"

(You’re amazing.)
“Are you okay, you’re the one that nearly got executed.”

(Why thank you)
"Besides the emotional trauma of thinking I'd never see you again, I'm doing pretty well."

“Same.” Lucille said quietly, glad that Tyson was alive.

Because Sly nearly killed him.

(lol you know it)
He kissed her forehead. "Can I….sit down? My legs are killing me…"

“Right…” Lucille said quickly, blushing, “I’ll find a chair.”

Lucille found a random chair and dragged it over.

(Good job Lucille you're doing great)
Tyson sat down. "That's better." He sighed. "I feel like an old guy."
(I gtg ;-;)

(Awww byeeee! Cya!)
Lucille laughed, “You’re not there yet.”

(BYE!!!)

(I'M BACK YOU HERE?)

(nOW I AM.)

(HEY YOU READY?)

(yEET.)

(Crud yeeted once more)

(.. whoopsie… :p)

(lol sorry :P)
Tyson chuckled. "True. I don't look like Dexter yet."

Lucille cracked up, “Yes.. yes indeed.”

Tyson cringed. "You know what? I think I'll just sit on the floor…." He slid off the chair and onto the stone floor.

“Whatever is comfortable for you.”

"Yeah…my back kinda hurts after that whole ordeal…" He looked up. "You wanna join me?"