Cuddle Valley High: Role Play

"And what part of history repeated itself when your parents went to jail?"

"That part. It's been happening since before the bolshevick revolution."

((bolshevik... 😛))

"Yeah, people go to jail and get raped and murdered and shot all the time. It's not exactly remarkable."

Sergei rolled his eyes. How in the hell did AL get involved with this loser. "Wow, wait, just hold that pose. Nope, thought I saw it."

Derek thought about giving Sergei a good smack upside the head, but decided against it. He didn't want to get kicked out TOO quickly. "What?"

"What AL sees in you." he shruggs.

"I was about to say the same about you, actually," Derek said, less politely.

This made Sergei laughed. "Now I see it."

"Haha, cute," Derek said, going to the refrigerator to get some food.

"so can i atleast come in?" james asked

Hillary, the butler, nodded and showed James in.

Sergei sighed. He sat down only smiling once he saw Allor come in.

Derek, sitting at the kitchen table, turned and nodded a greeting to Allor with a silly smile on his face.

"thankyou" james said walking into the house "holy crap" james said quitely

Hillary chuckled. "This way to the livingroom."

Allor blushed a little before flipping Derek off. "So what do you have to eat in this place?" she asked Sergei who shrugged.

Derek went to the phone and dialed... some number... for some restaurant...

Allor blinked at Derek. "Who are you calling?" she asked.

"Food. I'm calling to get food," Derek said.

Allor laughed softly. "Hillary would be glad to make us food, Derek." she said. "BUt if you want take out, okay."

"I don't trust guys with names like Hillary," Derek said, half joking.

Allor laughed behind her hand. "Hilly's sweet, Derek. He couldn't hur. . .never mind." she said.

"So AL, where'd ya pick up the loser." Sergei asked.

"Same place I picked you up." Allor replied sarcastically rolling her eyes.