Cuddle Valley High: Role Play

Jimmy shrugged and jumped off the bed, he put his arm around jorgens shoulder and said, "well there are other things, like painting, reading, basketball, it isnt all that bad"

Jorgen nodded. "Um, thats cool. Um, Mind showing me to the court?" he asked.

Derek looked oddly at the two. "Uh... I'll show you," he said, heading towards the basketball court and motioning for Jorgen to follow. He walked out on the court and picked up a ball. He stood at one end of the court and threw the ball at the opposite net. It slammed against the backboard with a resounding thud and bounced back to the ground.

Jorgen nodded. He picked up a ball and got a rhythm in his dribbling before shooting.

"Never was too good at basketball. Mainly just play it when I'm pissed off and need to blow off some steam."

Jorgen nodded and shot again. It circled around the hope beore lobbing of the side.

"Not very talkative today, are you? Come here, sit down," Derek said, sitting down on a bench and motioning to Jorgen.

Jorgen followed. He flopped onto the bench. "Yeah?" he asked.

"So what's bothering you? I know how it is to be in your position, 'cause I've been there too. But I promise, it'll be a huge load off your shoulders if you just tell somebody."

Jorgen shrugged. "I just don't trust this place nor the other inmates."

"I know there's something else. Like before you wouldn't tell me why you're in here."

"As I said I only know part of it not all. I rather wait until i am sure of the whole story." Jorgen said. "Plus I'm kinda upset that I missed Al's b-day."

"You're not the only one, you know... I don't mean to pester you or anything... Really... But.. What do you know? I won't judge you or anything based on this, if that's what you're afraid of..."

Jorgen sighed. "I really rather not." he said.

"Ok.. If you don't want to, that's fine," Derek said, standing up and dribbling the ball.

Jorgen sighed. He walked qround trying to figure out where everything was.

th blond guy walked up to Derek and asked him "whats up with jorgen"

Jorgen walked into the art room. He knew it was probably fruity of him, but he wanted to paint something for Allor.

Katherine was at home watching tv

"Let him be, he just doesn't want to talk to anybody right now."