averagefilmdude

[averagefilmdude]

Scott laughed

"Good to know?"

Hey JD!

- @averagefilmdude

Greetings and salutations. Did you need something?

[averagefilmdude]

Scott chuckled

"Yknow, it's kinda weird getting back into school. Getting past that whole thing. And yknow? I kinda miss my bed"

Scott joked

Hey JD!

- @averagefilmdude

Greetings and salutations. Did you need something?

[averagefilmdude]

I had two tests today at school and got watched more of the show I'm watching rn! Pretty average day

@phoenixdropsys @parkerpupkin @ask-the-younger-dean @norwegian-in-the-boiler-room

tag game!!

Do this picrew of yourself, and tell me one thing you did today!

I got to say hi to all my friends and catch up on stuff after not having my phone for a week :]

@mintymooshroom @onyxofc @pandagobrr @amethysttable @theembergazer @silverdragon889 @sylki221b-of-the-shire @saltinegam @sleepywillowo0o

[averagefilmdude]

"Ohhh, okay"

Scott yawned

"God, I forgot how tiring school was"

Hey JD!

- @averagefilmdude

Greetings and salutations. Did you need something?

[averagefilmdude]

"Hey!"

He closed the window and walked over to him. Scott sat down next to him.

"You weren't at school today, you okay?"

Hey JD!

- @averagefilmdude

Greetings and salutations. Did you need something?

[averagefilmdude]

On my way

**

Scott climbed up the latter as it shook slightly. He made it to the top and knocked gently on jds window. After a second, he fiddled with the lock. A soft pop came with the lock breaking before he pushed the window open. Guess using doors wasn't a big thing for the two.

Scott climbed through the window, trying not to fall. He was pretty sure that jds dad wasn't home, but he still didn't wanna be too loud.

Hey JD!

- @averagefilmdude

Greetings and salutations. Did you need something?

[averagefilmdude]

Great! You wanna meet up at yours?

Hey JD!

- @averagefilmdude

Greetings and salutations. Did you need something?

[averagefilmdude]

Just wanted to talk , been pretty busy with school lately, I guess. Catching up and all. Are you free?

Hey JD!

- @averagefilmdude

Greetings and salutations. Did you need something?

[averagefilmdude]

i want that evil depressing answer

being forgotten by everyone like my parents did. Whathuhididntsayanything

[averagefilmdude]

biggest fear hi give it now

Probably Spiders? For a less depressing answer

[averagefilmdude]

you shpuld go eat grapes in September dude just trust me

Noted?

[averagefilmdude]

what foods do you like cooking or baking and stuff

Oooo, one of my favorites to cook is fish! And I like baking brownies alot

[averagefilmdude]

"Good to know"

He chuckled

Open rp!!

Scott had been walking around, his camera in hand, as he looked for things to photograph. He hadn’t been out to do this in a while, not after everything that went down with Ace. Hell, he’d barely left his bed, let alone his house. But he kept thinking about what someone said to him, that he needed to move on. Although a part of him wanted to sink into his bed and hoped this was all a bad dream, he had to face reality sooner or later. And Ace was moving on with her life, why couldn’t he? Even though Scott knew he was in the wrong, bed rotting wasn’t gonna help anyone.

The sky was a nice dark blue, and hints of stars were starting to come out. The air was a little chilly, but Scott was wearing a hoodie as always. The blonde chose to wander the streets, even if it wasn’t the smartest decision, but even if he didn’t get a picture, he needed to get out of the house.

All of it reminded him of things he didn’t need. His room reeked with depression, neglected for weeks. The picture that Marc gave him of the two that now sat on his desk, the last friend he had. His machine beeped at him with ignored voice messages from JD. The calendar that hung on his wall reminded him of Father’s Day, which meant acknowledging the bastard.

The blonde wasn’t sure why he was ignoring everyone, not that he had many people to ignore, but knew he needed to clear his head. The only person that’d care would be JD, but he couldn’t be that mad at Scott once the blonde explained why he suddenly went MIA, right? Eh, Scott would cross that bridge when he came to it.

For now he was enjoying having some time to himself, soaking in the wind that waved through his freshly, and finally, washed hair.

Scott soon enough came across a quiet park. It was small, had some trees around, a small playground. Kind of reminded him of Kansas. Kansas. Somewhere that’d always be his home no matter what happened in Ohio. That thought was comforting to the 17 year old. Because of the late time on a Wednesday night, the park was empty, which was a good thing for Scott.

He went and sat down at the highest place on the playground. It gave him a good view of the sky above and the stars that were slowly becoming more visible as time passed. Scott remembered a close friend from Kansas talking his ear off on a playground like this about stars and constellations and such. The memory sparked a warmness in Scott. God, what he wouldn’t give to be back there.

[averagefilmdude]

He chuckled

"Good to see you found someone, Marc"

Open rp!!

Scott had been walking around, his camera in hand, as he looked for things to photograph. He hadn’t been out to do this in a while, not after everything that went down with Ace. Hell, he’d barely left his bed, let alone his house. But he kept thinking about what someone said to him, that he needed to move on. Although a part of him wanted to sink into his bed and hoped this was all a bad dream, he had to face reality sooner or later. And Ace was moving on with her life, why couldn’t he? Even though Scott knew he was in the wrong, bed rotting wasn’t gonna help anyone.

The sky was a nice dark blue, and hints of stars were starting to come out. The air was a little chilly, but Scott was wearing a hoodie as always. The blonde chose to wander the streets, even if it wasn’t the smartest decision, but even if he didn’t get a picture, he needed to get out of the house.

All of it reminded him of things he didn’t need. His room reeked with depression, neglected for weeks. The picture that Marc gave him of the two that now sat on his desk, the last friend he had. His machine beeped at him with ignored voice messages from JD. The calendar that hung on his wall reminded him of Father’s Day, which meant acknowledging the bastard.

The blonde wasn’t sure why he was ignoring everyone, not that he had many people to ignore, but knew he needed to clear his head. The only person that’d care would be JD, but he couldn’t be that mad at Scott once the blonde explained why he suddenly went MIA, right? Eh, Scott would cross that bridge when he came to it.

For now he was enjoying having some time to himself, soaking in the wind that waved through his freshly, and finally, washed hair.

Scott soon enough came across a quiet park. It was small, had some trees around, a small playground. Kind of reminded him of Kansas. Kansas. Somewhere that’d always be his home no matter what happened in Ohio. That thought was comforting to the 17 year old. Because of the late time on a Wednesday night, the park was empty, which was a good thing for Scott.

He went and sat down at the highest place on the playground. It gave him a good view of the sky above and the stars that were slowly becoming more visible as time passed. Scott remembered a close friend from Kansas talking his ear off on a playground like this about stars and constellations and such. The memory sparked a warmness in Scott. God, what he wouldn’t give to be back there.

[averagefilmdude]

He nodded

"It's fine. How long have you and Francine been seeing each other?"

Open rp!!

Scott had been walking around, his camera in hand, as he looked for things to photograph. He hadn’t been out to do this in a while, not after everything that went down with Ace. Hell, he’d barely left his bed, let alone his house. But he kept thinking about what someone said to him, that he needed to move on. Although a part of him wanted to sink into his bed and hoped this was all a bad dream, he had to face reality sooner or later. And Ace was moving on with her life, why couldn’t he? Even though Scott knew he was in the wrong, bed rotting wasn’t gonna help anyone.

The sky was a nice dark blue, and hints of stars were starting to come out. The air was a little chilly, but Scott was wearing a hoodie as always. The blonde chose to wander the streets, even if it wasn’t the smartest decision, but even if he didn’t get a picture, he needed to get out of the house.

All of it reminded him of things he didn’t need. His room reeked with depression, neglected for weeks. The picture that Marc gave him of the two that now sat on his desk, the last friend he had. His machine beeped at him with ignored voice messages from JD. The calendar that hung on his wall reminded him of Father’s Day, which meant acknowledging the bastard.

The blonde wasn’t sure why he was ignoring everyone, not that he had many people to ignore, but knew he needed to clear his head. The only person that’d care would be JD, but he couldn’t be that mad at Scott once the blonde explained why he suddenly went MIA, right? Eh, Scott would cross that bridge when he came to it.

For now he was enjoying having some time to himself, soaking in the wind that waved through his freshly, and finally, washed hair.

Scott soon enough came across a quiet park. It was small, had some trees around, a small playground. Kind of reminded him of Kansas. Kansas. Somewhere that’d always be his home no matter what happened in Ohio. That thought was comforting to the 17 year old. Because of the late time on a Wednesday night, the park was empty, which was a good thing for Scott.

He went and sat down at the highest place on the playground. It gave him a good view of the sky above and the stars that were slowly becoming more visible as time passed. Scott remembered a close friend from Kansas talking his ear off on a playground like this about stars and constellations and such. The memory sparked a warmness in Scott. God, what he wouldn’t give to be back there.

[averagefilmdude]

"The truth. Don't lie to her with some half-assed excuse. If you don't feel comfortable telling her every detail, give her the run down. Just don't block her out with some lie."

Open rp!!

Scott had been walking around, his camera in hand, as he looked for things to photograph. He hadn’t been out to do this in a while, not after everything that went down with Ace. Hell, he’d barely left his bed, let alone his house. But he kept thinking about what someone said to him, that he needed to move on. Although a part of him wanted to sink into his bed and hoped this was all a bad dream, he had to face reality sooner or later. And Ace was moving on with her life, why couldn’t he? Even though Scott knew he was in the wrong, bed rotting wasn’t gonna help anyone.

The sky was a nice dark blue, and hints of stars were starting to come out. The air was a little chilly, but Scott was wearing a hoodie as always. The blonde chose to wander the streets, even if it wasn’t the smartest decision, but even if he didn’t get a picture, he needed to get out of the house.

All of it reminded him of things he didn’t need. His room reeked with depression, neglected for weeks. The picture that Marc gave him of the two that now sat on his desk, the last friend he had. His machine beeped at him with ignored voice messages from JD. The calendar that hung on his wall reminded him of Father’s Day, which meant acknowledging the bastard.

The blonde wasn’t sure why he was ignoring everyone, not that he had many people to ignore, but knew he needed to clear his head. The only person that’d care would be JD, but he couldn’t be that mad at Scott once the blonde explained why he suddenly went MIA, right? Eh, Scott would cross that bridge when he came to it.

For now he was enjoying having some time to himself, soaking in the wind that waved through his freshly, and finally, washed hair.

Scott soon enough came across a quiet park. It was small, had some trees around, a small playground. Kind of reminded him of Kansas. Kansas. Somewhere that’d always be his home no matter what happened in Ohio. That thought was comforting to the 17 year old. Because of the late time on a Wednesday night, the park was empty, which was a good thing for Scott.

He went and sat down at the highest place on the playground. It gave him a good view of the sky above and the stars that were slowly becoming more visible as time passed. Scott remembered a close friend from Kansas talking his ear off on a playground like this about stars and constellations and such. The memory sparked a warmness in Scott. God, what he wouldn’t give to be back there.

[averagefilmdude]

"No, I don't"

Open rp!!

Scott had been walking around, his camera in hand, as he looked for things to photograph. He hadn’t been out to do this in a while, not after everything that went down with Ace. Hell, he’d barely left his bed, let alone his house. But he kept thinking about what someone said to him, that he needed to move on. Although a part of him wanted to sink into his bed and hoped this was all a bad dream, he had to face reality sooner or later. And Ace was moving on with her life, why couldn’t he? Even though Scott knew he was in the wrong, bed rotting wasn’t gonna help anyone.

The sky was a nice dark blue, and hints of stars were starting to come out. The air was a little chilly, but Scott was wearing a hoodie as always. The blonde chose to wander the streets, even if it wasn’t the smartest decision, but even if he didn’t get a picture, he needed to get out of the house.

All of it reminded him of things he didn’t need. His room reeked with depression, neglected for weeks. The picture that Marc gave him of the two that now sat on his desk, the last friend he had. His machine beeped at him with ignored voice messages from JD. The calendar that hung on his wall reminded him of Father’s Day, which meant acknowledging the bastard.

The blonde wasn’t sure why he was ignoring everyone, not that he had many people to ignore, but knew he needed to clear his head. The only person that’d care would be JD, but he couldn’t be that mad at Scott once the blonde explained why he suddenly went MIA, right? Eh, Scott would cross that bridge when he came to it.

For now he was enjoying having some time to himself, soaking in the wind that waved through his freshly, and finally, washed hair.

Scott soon enough came across a quiet park. It was small, had some trees around, a small playground. Kind of reminded him of Kansas. Kansas. Somewhere that’d always be his home no matter what happened in Ohio. That thought was comforting to the 17 year old. Because of the late time on a Wednesday night, the park was empty, which was a good thing for Scott.

He went and sat down at the highest place on the playground. It gave him a good view of the sky above and the stars that were slowly becoming more visible as time passed. Scott remembered a close friend from Kansas talking his ear off on a playground like this about stars and constellations and such. The memory sparked a warmness in Scott. God, what he wouldn’t give to be back there.