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What: The shortest RP ever :P
Who: Billy/Maggie (played by Mandy *kisses her*)
When: Last Thursday
Billy: *Today is our mother’s day of death. I sit on the couch in your living room, my knees drawn up to my chest. know that you want to go to the cemetery as we do every year, but I just can't bring myself to get up and get ready.*
Maggie: *I step out of the kitchen to find you still in that same spot on the couch. I walk over to you and put a hand on your shoulder.* Come now, mah Billy.
Billy: *I don't look up at you as you put a hand on my shoulder.* I don't want to. *I stutter with a low voice and it is only half the truth. Of course I want to, but I am scared of the emotions that always come up inside when I am visiting my parent's grave*
Maggie: *I shake my head and sit down next to you on the couch, moving my hand to rub your back softly like I used to when you were younger.* Yes you do, love. *I say quietly but bluntly*
Billy: *I lean against you* They should not have died *I whisper, dreading this time of October*
Maggie: *I sigh inwardly* I know, dear. Should never have happened. *It never gets easier to do this.*
Billy: *I burry my face in your shoulder, already feeling tears coming up* I miss them.
Maggie: *I hold you a bit closer* So do I, love. So do I. *I give you a couple minutes before speaking again* Come, sweetheart. Let's visit Mum and Da.
Billy: *I get up slowly and get ready. I don't look at you once as you are most likely feeling the same way I do and I can’t stand seeing the pain in your eyes, neither do I want you to see me like this.*
Who: Billy/Maggie (played by Mandy *kisses her*)
When: Last Thursday
Billy: *Today is our mother’s day of death. I sit on the couch in your living room, my knees drawn up to my chest. know that you want to go to the cemetery as we do every year, but I just can't bring myself to get up and get ready.*
Maggie: *I step out of the kitchen to find you still in that same spot on the couch. I walk over to you and put a hand on your shoulder.* Come now, mah Billy.
Billy: *I don't look up at you as you put a hand on my shoulder.* I don't want to. *I stutter with a low voice and it is only half the truth. Of course I want to, but I am scared of the emotions that always come up inside when I am visiting my parent's grave*
Maggie: *I shake my head and sit down next to you on the couch, moving my hand to rub your back softly like I used to when you were younger.* Yes you do, love. *I say quietly but bluntly*
Billy: *I lean against you* They should not have died *I whisper, dreading this time of October*
Maggie: *I sigh inwardly* I know, dear. Should never have happened. *It never gets easier to do this.*
Billy: *I burry my face in your shoulder, already feeling tears coming up* I miss them.
Maggie: *I hold you a bit closer* So do I, love. So do I. *I give you a couple minutes before speaking again* Come, sweetheart. Let's visit Mum and Da.
Billy: *I get up slowly and get ready. I don't look at you once as you are most likely feeling the same way I do and I can’t stand seeing the pain in your eyes, neither do I want you to see me like this.*