School RP 2 (Closed Stalkers are welcome even if I still don't believe they exist...)

I knoooooooooooooow. Let's wake them up.

PARTY?!

PARTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

She sighed quietly, pushing her hair out of her face and standing slowly. She squeezed his hand one more time before letting go and heading to the bathroom. Looking into the mirror, she almost couldn't recognize the girl staring back at her. The girl looking at her was a beautiful bride on her special day. She wiped off her makeup and removed her veil before looking in the mirror again. This one was more familiar. A stressed, sad, exhausted girl just wanting this day to be over.

Ryan was spread out on the bed, arms and legs in all different bent directions and he was out cold.

She walked out and placed her veil down, perching lightly on the edge of the bed. She didn't want to wake him but a nap sounded lovely. Oh well. To the floor we go! She pulled a small blanket out of the closet so she wouldn't get her dress dirty, laid down, and fell asleep. Shocking, considering it was so uncomfortable.

He would have preferred she cuddled with him or was at least close. Meanwhile Dalton and Elizabeth has let themselves in.

Well, she was feeling guilty and self conscious so the floor felt like the right decision. She didn't mind, he was getting some sleep. He needed it more than she did.

Dalton stood in the doorway while Elizabeth jumped in Ryan, she still had her dress on. Ryan was unaffected by the shock to his body. When the boy was sleeping, he was sleeping. Good luck with having kids Belle.

Belle stirred slightly but relaxed slowly. As uncomfortable as this was, at least she could sleep.

Elizabeth peeked on the floor. “Why is she down there? That looks horrible,” Dalton just laughed and sat down on the edge of the bed. “I haven’t the slightest idea,”

She was usually a pretty heavy sleeper but usually she wasn't on the floor so she stirred a lot at any sound, slowly relaxing back into sleep.

Ryan groaned in his sleep, making small, high noises and moving around.

Lillian slowly stirred from her sleep. She hated the way the light it her eyes and buried her face into the warmth beside her.

Her eyes fluttered open, finally woke up. "Mmm? When did you two get here?"

“A few minutes ago,” Dalton responded. “Is there a reason he’s making noise, is he usually a vocal sleeper that can’t hold still?”

"Yeah pretty much." She yawned, rubbing her eyes of sleep.

“I used to have full conversations with him and he’d never even remember. It’s the best. Right Ry?” Elizabeth smiled.
Ryan grumbled, “Mmhmm,”

(Okay, unlike her character, this writer needs to sleep in a bed. She's exhausted and has a long day tomorrow. Night!)

(Yeet bye)

(Night!)

Noighty noity.

(Nighty McNighters)

(Nighity noighoty)

(Nyx Nyx)

(Nyx Nyx. Get your kicks. On Route 66.)

(Lol)

“I used to have full conversations with him and he’d never even remember. It’s the best. Right Ry?” Elizabeth smiled.
Ryan grumbled, “Mmhmm,”

"Yeah I've had arguments with him in his sleep, it's kind of hilarious."

Dalton laughed. “That’s almost creepy,” Ryan’s hand was feeling around the empty space next to him. Where’s Belle?

"Almost creepy but not quite." She chuckled, sitting up slightly.

(Morning!)

Ryan made a noise of disappointment and confusion.
“Aww.” Elizabeth cooed and cuddled closer.