School RP (Closed 😬Stalkers welcome)

Darren and Lillian walked into Lloyd's house, "Hey Lloyd. How are you feeling?"

"And that you're not dead," Lillian added on.

(Hey look it's another jock! How long until we turn him to the theater :)

"Terrible… but alive." Lloyd clutched his stomach and stared at the wall. There wasn't a tv in the room, or really much in the apartment at all. Lloyd made a point to rarely come here except to sleep.

(I read most of it. So Lloyd is an angel. Luna is a witch, Lillian's mom is abusive but she's dating Darren who's mom died and dad only cares about football. Right????????????)

(That's the gist!)

"That's good," Lillian nodded, "Man your place is bare."

(Yeah pretty much)

"I-I try not to be here much…" Lloyd coughed a bit. He still hadn't been able to sleep, exhausted as he was.

"Yeah," Darren agreed, "You don't even have a TV, bro."

"Did you get any sleep?" Darren asked him

(Can my character be like Darren's football friend or something?)

(Yeah, that's fine.)

Lloyd shook his head. "I'm exhausted… but I can't sleep. Migraine's started up again…"

"Did you take anything to help the migraine?"

Lillian walked over to him and gently ruffled his hair, "Poor little baby. We're here to help you now."

"Take anything? Like what? It's really cold in here… or hot… I can't decide…" Lloyd shivered a bit, curling up into a ball on the couch.

"Like Tylenol, or aspirin," Lillian said gently.

Brody had had a long day, and on top of that the starting quarterback didn't show for practice. Brody would admit, he'd wanted Darren's quarterback position and had been trying to take it from him since he got it. However Darren was his friend. None the less he decided to text Darren, see where he was.

"I'm not a baby…" Lloyd whined, turning away. "How do you humans do this all the time? I think I'm dying…" He put a hand to his forehead. "I feel hotter than normal… is that bad?"

"I'll get you a blanket or something." Darren turned around to search the apartment for one when his phone went off. He glanced at the message, it was Brody.

Hey man. Where were you for practice?

"Yeah, it's bad," Lillian nodded, "That's the definition of sick and a fever. Death and heat."

(What's happening y'all?)

Darren didn't know how many football guys knew about the musical, he really didn't want to tell Brody. They were best friends but Brody had a big mouth so he didn't want to risk it.

I had stuff to take care of… I'll probably be there next practice.

(Lloyd's sick)
"Is it worse than 103.2 or whatever it was earlier?"

(Lloyd's sick. There's a new guy. We're all chilling at Lloyd's place. I could invite Paige along too if you want.)

(Not much, Lillian and Darren are with Lloyd at his house cause he's sick… OH AND WE GOT ANOTHER NEW KID!!!! HE"S A FOOTBALL JOCK NAMED BRODY, Darren's excited because he has friends…)

Lillian sighed, "I need a thermometer to find that out."

(Yeah what Shade said…)

(Imma new guy… Hello, you're Paige right?)

(Paige: Yes. Hi.)