simpleroleplayer
Supernova
- Joined
- May 15, 2013
- Location
- united states
Gwen Tennyson was practically throwing her things into her suitcases. "I can't believe you!" She shouted at her soon to be ex-boyfriend, Kevin. "MY cousin would NEVER purposely do what you just pulled! Sure, he's pigheaded AT TIMES,but he knows when and where to draw the line! The alien GAVE UP, and you still beat him senseless! With your metal fists. I'm going back to the plumbers, and my cousin Ben...if he'll have me." Shoulders slumped, she sighed. "Maybe it wasn't worth it after all."
With a crack of his knuckles, Kevin laughed. "Guess you're not that smart after all, I mean. you didn't even get the. DOG'S. gender right."
"And THAT'S another thing. You can't drop shit!" Gwen snapped, her face turning nearly purple with rage; grabbing her suitcases and storming out in tears. "Goodbye!!"
Shortly, she returned to Bellwood. It would be obvious to anyone who saw her tear stained face and bloodshot green eyes, she pretty much cried the entire bus ride home. She saw Ben, smiled sadly at both him and his plumbing partner, the blue catlike alien, Rook, and said, "Hey, dweeb, room in your posse for one more? The 'prodigal' cousin returns, and needs a job. Shouldn't left in the first place."
She held out a hand and expected a handshake, pat on the back, and lecture; in short, typical Ben.
With a crack of his knuckles, Kevin laughed. "Guess you're not that smart after all, I mean. you didn't even get the. DOG'S. gender right."
"And THAT'S another thing. You can't drop shit!" Gwen snapped, her face turning nearly purple with rage; grabbing her suitcases and storming out in tears. "Goodbye!!"
Shortly, she returned to Bellwood. It would be obvious to anyone who saw her tear stained face and bloodshot green eyes, she pretty much cried the entire bus ride home. She saw Ben, smiled sadly at both him and his plumbing partner, the blue catlike alien, Rook, and said, "Hey, dweeb, room in your posse for one more? The 'prodigal' cousin returns, and needs a job. Shouldn't left in the first place."
She held out a hand and expected a handshake, pat on the back, and lecture; in short, typical Ben.