Lecky Twig

I have played one game of bananagrams. I prefer scrabble TPBM prefers camembert cheese over brie.

I've read The Coldest Girl in Coldtown. It was a few years ago, but I remember enjoying it.

Awww cute. *mutters incoherent objections*

Eh, I couldn't sing particularly well, but my voice was passable enough to be in the school choir. I mostly stayed in choir to try salvage my relationship with the music teachers. The music teachers kinda haven't liked much me since I dropped music.

awwwww c'mon.

You mean Mist?.....I'm telling Connie

Yeah, I think I might quit choir this year because I haven't sung is sooo long because of covid and I think I've forgotten how to sing in tune.

Right, I have heard that name for them before, but my local area never really uses it.

Yes. It's like a before/after school club. For example band, choir, Theatresports, christian outreach stuff, sports ect.

I got a blood test today Owo. Now I need to drink more blood to replenish the 2 syringes worth of blood that was taken from me.

That's good, I like having you online . I tend to get really busy during the school year because I do a lot of co-curricular. I'm thinking about dropping a few co curriculars because I enjoyed not having commitments last year.

Jahora left his table and trudged upstairs when his thoughts had cleared and all the adrenaline from the night seeped into ineffectiveness. His shoulders drooped in exhaustion as the activity from the night finally caught up to him leaving him to revel in the a mildly blissful state where tire and contentment flowed through his body, granting him an easy peace. Jahora walked to the very end of the hallway and opened the door to his room. He crossed familiar room in the dark towards his bed when his foot landed on what felt like a thick wad of paper. He reached down and picked up the object, squinting suspiciously as he recognised the rough leather and smooth pages of his notebook. Why was his notebook lying open in the middle of the floor? His eyes darted around the room and landed on a shadowed lump on his bed. He creeped closer to his bed the sleeping lump's features became clearer. Rose is in my bed, and she has been flicking through my notebook he thought with a gulp. Too tired to care or worry about it, he staggered over to his wardrobe and pulled out a more comfortable set of clothes to change into, he spared Rose a glance to double check she was asleep before stripping and changing into them. Then, he set Tydel's top hat gently onto the desk, trying not to wake up Rose. He lowered himself into the cushioned chair, behind the desk and crossed his arms, clutching his notebook tightly against his chest. He shifted uncomfortably in his chair for a few minutes before drifting off to sleep.

That makes sense. I'm on holidays at the moment, school starts in about a week and I'll probably be less active when it starts. .

Yay...(I only vaguely know what kippies are)

I...have never logged onto the Shard during class before.

Hello, welcome to the Shard! Do you have a favourite Cosmere character?

I think Ene refers to all of the posts that don’t do much to progress the conversation because we tend to do that a lot.

Wow, that sounds amazing. Now I want to go to Kauai. My story was inspired by the cane toad plague because last year I had to watch a documentary on cane toads in three different subjects because the different departments forgot to communicate to each other what documentary they were going to teach with.

"I'm a married man! I don't have time for mischief." Silk exclaimed. Besides, what I do far surpassed the bounds of mere mischief years ago, one cannot classify my art under the guise of simple mischief.

Well, I guess she also purrs when she is happy. Therefore she is a cat.

Drae clasped on to the man's hand,nodded awkwardly then hastily let go. "My name is Drae." He groaned internally how did he get himself messed up in this crowd. He should of stayed with the rioter he met. "So you can basically fly?" He asked Twice.