Cuddle Valley High: Role Play

Derek groaned and rolled over, rubbing his eyes.

"Jorgen... nice to meet you, is it an American custom to point a shotgun at a persons head when u first meet 'em." said Logan with a slight smile on his face.

"Rosa, didnt you recieve my letter. I decided to come in a week early, i hope thats alright...?.... things look a bit frantic around here, is everything okay?" looks at Jorgen

"Fine fine." she nodded, tossing her cigarette aside."You can not stay here, no." she told Logan. She ran her fingers in her hair, and looked at Jorgen and shook her head.
"venuto su logan, andiamo per caffè" she said, which means 'Come on Logan, We go for coffee'in Italian. SHe smiled at Jorgen and took Logens hand and headed for the coffee shoppe.

"you know i was never really that good at italian, Rosa, but still its good to hear your voice. How have things been here. you enjoying yourself.?"

"No, but is my custom to shoot smartasses." He said. (He's not really american, a1hsauce) His accet thick as he was angry. "And o, the ambulance just rushed a guy out because he was in perfect help. He ODed. Okay, and my cousin like broke her leg so **** off."

Rosa stopped and looked at Jorgen. She gave him a sincere smile,and shook her head. She turned and walked back to him, telling Logan to wait for her. She knelted down, and picked up a dandilion, not knowing that this was a commen weed and handed it to him.
"You be okay?" she said as clearly as she could. She took a big gulp. "You are... very..uh.. how do you say... hott when your mad..." she tried her best. "Yes." she laughed and patted his shoulder, and returned to Logan for coffee.

"WELL IT WAS NICE MEETIN YA, JORGEN, i pray they get better" yelled Logan from down the street walking next to Rosa.

thats a nice fellow, he thought to himself 😗

"rosa, i guess ive come at a bad time, things look pretty hectic here"

Jorgen blushed ad genly took the dandilio. "Thanks." he said.

Allor looked up and moved to his side. "derek?" she whispered hopefully.

Rosa grabbed Logan, and walked to the coffee place.
"Where you staying?" she asked, sipping on her straight black coffee, and lighting another clove cigarette. "Hotel?" she said looking out the window.

" ya i got a hotel i think its not too far from here. i hear its a pretty cozzy place to stay. how have things been so far for you here? asks logan

"What?" he hissed, too distracted to bother noticing who it was.

((ummmm i am gonna drop out of this rpg.... sorry guys))

Vash walked out of the hospital, and took ot a ciggarete. He lighted it and started walking back and fourth.

Allor pulled back still i tears. "I. . .I just wated to see if you were okay." she said softly.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Derek said, turning back towards her.

"I can leave if you wat." she was leaning on a crutch.

"No, don't leave. Look, I'm sorry, I'm never touching that stuff again, I promise this time."

Allor wanted to hug him but was scared it would hurt. "Derek, I was so scared." she said hobling over and sitting on the edge of his bed.

"I know," Derek said. "Doctor said they can give me drugs to help me get over the drugs," he said, laughing.