Goth/Emo RP discussion

"Your house is big," she remarked.

Kat stayed in the car for another minute, completing her invisible drawing.

"Hm? Oh, right!" she laughed absently and smiled, getting out.

She let herself be pulled along, "Woah, my whole house is the size of your living room!"

"That would explain all the books.."

"Oh, yeah, this looks more like a living room," she laughed.

"Where did you get all this fancy big-time stuff?"

"I wish I was rich," she giggled.

"But my small house is plenty," she smiled dreamily.

"Most people don't."

"Lots of things! Like fly, and be half cat.. and.. and.."

"Oh. That's harder."

Kat was busy looking around at everything with wide eyes.

She smiled and poked a painting on the wall.

She actually applauded. "You have everything!"

"What don't you have? A landing strip?" she smirked.

She threw her hands up and laughed, "So what don't you have?"

"But you're lovable," she nudged him. "Maybe it's cause you don't like to talk to no one."

She shook her head no. "People should like you for you, if they come here before they get to now you, they'll like you for your money, not you."

"I am," she mumbled, then yawned.

"Star Wars junkie?" she giggled. Her own room was covered in pictures of Ronnie Radke, Craig Mabbit, Brendon Urie, and other music stars and their bands.

Kat took out her phone, looking at her texts. 35. 29 of those 35 from Alex.

"Alex? Oh, he was supposed to be my ride home till he flaked on me," she chuckled.

"There's about 10 apologies, 15 asking where I am, and 1 'Katherine Anne Marie Whittler if you don't answer me right now I'm gonne bust your door down, peace out, XAEX'."

She typed something in, "Now he does."

"He's way too overprotective," she sniggered.

"Nothing, nothing, as long as I don't come back with broken bones."

Kat laughed and sat on the floor.

"Haiya," she giggled.

"Chocolate!" she giggled and bit into it.

Staying on the floor, she watched the ceiling.

Kat giggled, "Well hi there."

"Don't have a brother."

"Alex? Oh I told him not to."

"My friend."

Kat cocked her head and grinned.

"If you don't mind too much."

"Good," she nuzzled against him.

Kat heard the Gorgeous Nightmare ringtone playing from her pocket and pulled it out.

"Maxx."

"Another friend. Apparently, he's in a house with his new girlfriend and a creepy child.."

She texted him something, and then waited for the tone. "Nope, he's staying there with Kimberly, just wanted to tell me he would be unavailable for a while."

"God this place is huge!"

"My house has one bedroom."

Kat couldn't help but look around again.

"Sure," she giggled.

"You mean the kitchen?"

"Oh, right."

"I don't have that."

"Right. I knew that. Definitely knew that."