Roommates for better or worse (Roommates RP) [OPEN]

James rolled his sleeve up to show a giant bruise. “The floor hurt,”

Max frowned. "That's it. Nobody hurts my cinnamon puff."

James sniffed and wiped his tears, “I’m not crazy,” he said to himself.

(Cinnamon puff… lol that’s adorable)

"You're not crazy. Don't listen to those talking trashcans."

“Metaphorical?” Last time Max said something that didn’t make sense he said it was Metaphorical.

"Yes metaphorical."

"You seem really tired James." Amanda observed.

“Good, because trash can not talk and I am not psychotic,” he nodded, “Yes I am tired James.”

"You should get some rest then" Amanda suggested

“You should get some rest then,” he threw his head back, “Not sleep time yet,”

Max sighed. "She meant take a nap dude."

"Okay, That's cool too"

(I'm gonna be washing the dishes so i gtg for like 10 minutes)

(Okie dokei we'll wait)

Max sighed. "She meant take a nap dude."

“Fare un pisolino?” James quirked an eyebrow, “I do not enjoy naps but I am tired,”

(I'm baaack)

Yay

(I gtg fork it)

(Aw, bye)

(Wait I'm here for a bit more)

(Should we time skip?)

(Yes, in the morning?)

(Sure)
Max rolled over and checked the time. 5:15. He sighed and slid out of bed. He shuffled to the kitchen and flicked the light on.

(Okay)

James walked out of his room a few minutes later, he looked exhausted.

Amanda was already in the kitchen and was since 4am. She jumped at the light being turned on and saw Max walk in with his… 'why is he so hot, especially in the morning' she thought.

“Good morning,” James grumbled tiredly.

Max stared at her. "You're up already?"

(I gtg ._.)