ONE ON ONE (WITH FORK SATAN)

"Why? I'm the guest. Plus, I don't want to get crusty DNA on my fingers."

"Lord help me." He sighed. "You're the frickin nuisance that I'm stuck with. Put your own sheets on."

"Yes, but you're the single guy who owns this ship."

"Why does it matter that I'm single? I'm not gross I swear?"

"Well, you… change your damn sheets." She growled deeply, in an inhumane voice.

He blinked. "If you're trying to intimidate me it's not working. Put your sheets on ya baby." He turned and walked out, the door closing behind him.

She rolled her eyes and sat on the window's sill. "That only never works on idiots." She mumbled as she rubbed her arm. "It's still fucking itchy. Those guys are fucking idiots if they think that they can do something like this."

(Time skip?)

(Hmmm, how long?)

(Dunno mate

A few hours later?)

(The next morning?)

(Sure

do you wanna start?)

(MMmmmm fine)

Lilith twitched gently against the frame of the sill. Did she really fall asleep against it? Ah, well. She sat up and stretched out, and looked around the room. Where'd cowboy go? She wondered idly.

(I gtg for a bit I'm sorry ._.)

(Yeah, I saw it. How long'll you be gone for?)

(Sly's already left. My guess is an hour or so.)

(Darn. Oh sorry about your bird btw. I love birbs)

(I love birbs too.)

(Hey do you wanna join my rp? We can be not bored together?)

(Sure.)

(It's the one i just made lemmie go find the link. ^~^)

(https://www.notebook.ai/forum/roleplaying/our-collective-insomniac-times-open)

(Welp, my initial estimate was wrong. Sly's getting back on.)

(Sup)

(Hey SLy. Thanks Parakeet!)

(No problem)

(^D^ Hey, if ya want, you can join. Maybe be an accomplice of Lilith or something?)

(Is that okay with Sly?)

(I dunno he died again. When he's done dying he'll tell us.)

(Nah mate

this is a one-on-one)