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lex, resident child of Nike/Victoria (they/them)
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May 11, 2024 09:14PM
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Jackson dragged Emory the whole way to the infirmary. Finally, when they were at the front of it he let go of her wrist. He wasn’t dragging her to be mean, he did in a playful way that didn’t hurt her as revenge.
"No," Emory wheezed, looking up at Jackson before laughing. "I didn't expect you to start dragging me!"
((Ok wait I literally can't do this we need to have a set order this is straight-up chaos. /nm /srs))
Emory chuckled at Jackson's words, rubbing her temples."Ich kann dir nicht glauben, Jackson."
(I cannot believe you, Jackson.)
“Ich habe dir gesagt, Emory, überhaupt keine Gehirnzellen.” Jackson grinned at her before turning to Lilly. “Sure.”
As Will walked into the infirmary, Emory genuinely wondered why Jackson would leave his nose in a completely broken state for almost a year, or how he even handled the pain for so long.
Jackson looked down at the ground, his legs crossed and his chin in the palm of his hands. He didn’t notice Will walking in.
💛☀️✨Raeli✨☀️💛 wrote: "(Sorry it doesn’t show me why you sent like I can’t see it at all)"((Uh that's a little weird but okay-))
((try reloading ur page occasionally))
((I don't think you should be roleplaying in 2 places at once while using the same character- /nm /nf))
ᵗⁱᶠᶠᵃⁿʸ ᵖⁱᵖᵉʳ ᶠⁱᵉʳʳᵒ ᵐᶜˡᵉᵃⁿ wrote: "Jackson looked down at the ground, his legs crossed and his chin in the palm of his hands. He didn’t notice Will walking in."(anyways Raeli it's your turn)
Emory zoned out, gently bouncing her leg. The only reason they really went to the Infirmary with Jackson (besides getting dragged there by him) was because Emory worried about him.
Jackson nodded. “Yeah, that sounds great.” He said, his accent quickly coating his words, like it did when he was nervous.
By the time Will was finished, Emory was still zoned out, nearly falling asleep. They snapped themselves out of it, looking over at Jackson."Geht es dir gut?"
(You alright?)
Emory glanced up at Will before looking back at Jackson. She could fix bloody noses, that was fine. This was gonna be fine. Totally.
Jackson nodded. The damage wasn’t too bad by his standards, but he knew Emory might scream at him later.




