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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 30, 2017 13:27:05 GMT -5
"Fine, fine. Can I leave now?"
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Post by flamerune on Oct 30, 2017 13:28:06 GMT -5
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I.C Thomas nodded. Logic was in his room. Virgil sat on the couch, closing his eyes and dozing.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 30, 2017 13:30:38 GMT -5
Roman waved and sunk out.
Patton was starting on the pillow fort.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 30, 2017 13:31:38 GMT -5
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I.C Virgil was snoring softly.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 30, 2017 13:35:19 GMT -5
Roman headed toward his room to help with the fort, but not before throwing a blanket on Virgil without waking him up.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 30, 2017 13:37:52 GMT -5
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I.C Virgil curled up in a ball like the dark adorable child he is.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 30, 2017 13:38:55 GMT -5
Roman smiled a bit before heading up the stairs.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 30, 2017 13:39:21 GMT -5
((This has turned to lowkey princxiety))
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Post by flamerune on Oct 30, 2017 13:41:21 GMT -5
O.O.C *camly chokes*
i ship it
I.C Virgil woke up about an hour later, yawning.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 30, 2017 13:43:01 GMT -5
By then, Patton and Roman had finished the fort, and Roman had fallen asleep in it.
The bright red fluffy flannel blanket had the letter R stitched on the corner.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 30, 2017 13:44:03 GMT -5
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I.C Virgil chuckled, “So much for only buying the pillows.” He didn’t realize Patton was awake.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 30, 2017 13:46:20 GMT -5
Patton popped his head out the door. "Actually, that's Roman's favorite blanket you have there."
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Post by flamerune on Oct 30, 2017 13:50:01 GMT -5
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I.C Virgil blanched, “His favorite?” He mumbled softly.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 30, 2017 13:51:35 GMT -5
"Yyyyyyyyyep! Why?" He tipped his head.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 30, 2017 15:33:20 GMT -5
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I.C Virgil sighed with a soft shrug, “I thought he hated me.” He admitted.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 30, 2017 15:56:28 GMT -5
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 30, 2017 17:29:19 GMT -5
"He thought you hated him!" Patton exclaimed.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 30, 2017 17:30:22 GMT -5
((Lmfao))
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Post by flamerune on Oct 30, 2017 17:30:35 GMT -5
O.O.C Roman should be awake and being a stalker XD I.C Virgil sighed softly, stuffing his hand into his jacket pockets, “I don’t hate him.” He said softly, “I just retaliate because he hates me.”
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 30, 2017 17:52:50 GMT -5
"As I said, he doesn't hate you any more."
Roman was laying there awake, listening, eyes misting.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 30, 2017 17:55:28 GMT -5
O.O.C I have a headcanon that whenever something incredibly stressing happens - exams, family issues, etc - Virgil has a panic attack. That would be kind of adorable. XD *cough* shall this rp turn into Prinxiety and Logicality? I.C A small smile ghosted Anxiety’s lips for a second. He took the blanket and slowly walked to the fort, gently tossing the red cover over Roman. He turned to leave.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 30, 2017 17:57:46 GMT -5
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 30, 2017 18:03:43 GMT -5
((Seems legit)) ((YES PRINCEXIETY AND LOGICALITY)) ((Omg thats bootiful.))
Roman quickly got up and pulled Virgil into a hug.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 30, 2017 18:04:56 GMT -5
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I.C Virgil stiffened at the sudden touch. He stood there awkwardly, unsure how to react, “I- um... Roman?” He squeaked.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 30, 2017 18:18:29 GMT -5
Roman was starting to sob. "I-I'm s-so s-s-sorry!"
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Post by flamerune on Oct 30, 2017 18:19:55 GMT -5
O.O.C I’ve got 50 mins left online
I.C Anxiety still looked confused, but he gently wrapped his arms around the other version of Thomas. “Roman, what’s wrong?” He asked, worry evident in his voice. Also, the fact that he really only called Roman by his real name when he was worried - he usually called him Princey.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 30, 2017 18:27:27 GMT -5
"Th-The way I've t-treated you all these years..." Princey was shaking slightly.
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Post by flamerune on Oct 30, 2017 18:30:31 GMT -5
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I.C Virgil’s heart melted and he squeezed his friend’s shoulder reassuringly, “Hey, don’t worry about it, I can handle it.” He assured in a calm voice, “I’m not mad, I promise.” Virgil cursed himself for sounding so awkward and he let out a frustrated sigh.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Oct 30, 2017 18:35:22 GMT -5
Princey let go and looked up at Virgil with sad brown eyes. "Are you sure you're not mad...?"
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Post by flamerune on Oct 30, 2017 18:37:36 GMT -5
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I.C Virgil nodded with another ghost smile, “Of course, Princey” He assured Roman. Then he suddenly winced, pressing a hand against his head. “Something’s wrong.” He ground out painfully.
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