My name is Norman Bates and I live in a motel with my mom. That's all the information you'll get if you're lucky enough. [Indie Rp. Will rp with anyone]
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Norman nodded. "Right. I've heard about it. But I always thought those were just legends ,you know? I mean...All the ghostly thing." He shrugged. "What do you do when you get out of this place?Do you have somewhere specific to go?Or you just settle with being able to walk around?"
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The boy smiled shyly at her words. He stared at her, her shoes were amazing, but he really expected she would look at him. "Why? Do you like to go trick 'r treating or...?"
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*whispers* Yoo,I have 69 followers
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"What a lovely morning." Norman muttered to himself with a smile as he opened the door of the Motel's office. He sat outside next to the "Open" sign and enjoyed his view. But he didn't noticed the person standing a few steps away from him. He stood up and his smile widened more. "Can I help you?"
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"No, no one did. Why are you asking?"
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"Good morning. What can I help you with?"
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"Nothing important." Norman said, placing his sweaty hands inside his pockets. "The same as always, you know. The normal things that happen in a normal school."Shit, he was getting so nervous now. He avoided eye contact with his mother, she always discovered him when she looked at his eyes. "Spaghetti is more than okay,Mother." Back to the innocent little game. It always worked for him.
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"If I had my mother's permission,I'd love to."He replied. Lately, he had lost some of the confidence that Norma had on him, and he knew that she wouldn't let him be out after one am. And less with a girl.
He closed the door behind them and walked next to her, hoping his mother wouldn't get home in that same second. They would have a big problem if she does . Specially her.
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"Well..."Norman shrugged with a shy smile. "You don't like me. And you think I don't like you-Which is not true. You had no reason to not shoot me.If you wanted to scare me, I have to admit that you did. Are you happy now?"He raised an eyebrow with a serious expresion, but a small smile played on his lips.
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+3 entered the motel
"Good morning. What can I help you with?"
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"That's not a good place to leave a gun. Is it?"He raised an eyebrow. "I have a question that I formulated when you placed the gun on my chest. Was it loaded? And were you going to shoot me?"They were sort of stupid questions, but he was really curious.
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He scratched the back of his neck; he knew he had said something that he shouldn't have. He knew that her relationship with her parents wasn't the best one, and he did nothing more than reminding it to her. "Sorry." He muttered; he knew he had to change the subject. Anything would work. "So...Where did you got that gun?"Norman asked, staring at her.
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"What?No." The boy looked at her as if she had said the craziest thing ever. He knew that Norma loved him. She would never do such a thing. "By stupid thing I mean...To herself. She cares about me. But not about herself. I care about her,Violet. I can't make her think that I don't. You don't know her. You don't understand."
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"The last time I checked I didn't had a schedule."He laughed, kind of nervous. "I can be outside as much time as I want. But I don't think we're going to take much time, are we?"Norma wasn't going to get upset, he'd tell her that he was studying, and he wouldn't be lying this time.
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"Oh, you're welcome." The boy smiled. "Would you mind telling me more about the place? I don't want you to think that I'm interrogating you, it's just that I've never gone that far. And probably never will."
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"A little off? Me?" The boy asked nervously;he couldn't lie to his mother,he knew that. "No. I'm okay. Why wouldn't I be?" He laughed, trying to dissimulate his fear that she might discover that he skipped a class. Now, some distraction to make her drop the subject. Even though she might not. He knew his mother better than anyone else and he knew that when she wants to know something she doesn't stop until she knows it."You can make anything you want for dinner,Mother. You know that I love everything you make."
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