Post by Carnivore on Nov 20, 2019 23:59:47 GMT -5
The scene starts with Carnivore knocks on the door to the women's locker room to the women’s locker room with his right hand. Carnivore speaks in a whispery voice from his yellow smiley mask.
Carnivore: Ms Mars, can you come out?
A soft whimper followed. It had been a difficult week for Razzles. There had been a lot of pity stares sent her way, a lot of consoling pats on the back. She was certain their hearts were in the right place, but it didn’t make it an easier pill to swallow. The pink-haired girl cracked the door open just slightly. Peeking outside of it, a little wary after having been betrayed in the way that she had. In her inspection, she didn’t see what she was looking for: Estrella Luiz. Taking a chance and opening the door wider, she leaned against the door frame.
Razzles Mars: Hi there… oh. Whatcha got there?
She asked, sweetly. Peeking at the shopping bag in the hands of the man before her, curiosity brimming. Carnivore opens the shopping bag, he looks down at its contents as he continues talking.
Carnivore: I don’t know if you like this, if you don’t then I can go back to the store. I got Circus Peanuts, Twizzlers, marshmallows, KitKatz bars, Swedish Fish, and Coke. I know it must sound silly but I took your tweet, your words to heart so I wanted you to have this.
Carnivore hands the bag to Razzles. She inspected the offerings, a large smile stretching its way across her face. Her arms reached out, taking the bag in her hands and brimming with glee.
Razzles Mars: For me? You shouldn’t have…
She smiled sweetly, thumbing through the neon-colored wrappers, organizing things in no real way that was discernible.
Razzles Mars: Thank you so much! I love it!
Carnivore: You're welcome. Let me know if you need my help with anything, ok?
She nodded her head, tucking some hot pink curls behind her ear as a nervous tick.
Razzles Mars: Yeah, absolutely. You’re so kind to share these goodies with me. Thank you.
Carnivore: Good, I'll do anything to help. I expect you'd do the same for me.
Carnivore nods a bit and quickly leaves. The scene fades to black.
Carnivore: Ms Mars, can you come out?
A soft whimper followed. It had been a difficult week for Razzles. There had been a lot of pity stares sent her way, a lot of consoling pats on the back. She was certain their hearts were in the right place, but it didn’t make it an easier pill to swallow. The pink-haired girl cracked the door open just slightly. Peeking outside of it, a little wary after having been betrayed in the way that she had. In her inspection, she didn’t see what she was looking for: Estrella Luiz. Taking a chance and opening the door wider, she leaned against the door frame.
Razzles Mars: Hi there… oh. Whatcha got there?
She asked, sweetly. Peeking at the shopping bag in the hands of the man before her, curiosity brimming. Carnivore opens the shopping bag, he looks down at its contents as he continues talking.
Carnivore: I don’t know if you like this, if you don’t then I can go back to the store. I got Circus Peanuts, Twizzlers, marshmallows, KitKatz bars, Swedish Fish, and Coke. I know it must sound silly but I took your tweet, your words to heart so I wanted you to have this.
Carnivore hands the bag to Razzles. She inspected the offerings, a large smile stretching its way across her face. Her arms reached out, taking the bag in her hands and brimming with glee.
Razzles Mars: For me? You shouldn’t have…
She smiled sweetly, thumbing through the neon-colored wrappers, organizing things in no real way that was discernible.
Razzles Mars: Thank you so much! I love it!
Carnivore: You're welcome. Let me know if you need my help with anything, ok?
She nodded her head, tucking some hot pink curls behind her ear as a nervous tick.
Razzles Mars: Yeah, absolutely. You’re so kind to share these goodies with me. Thank you.
Carnivore: Good, I'll do anything to help. I expect you'd do the same for me.
Carnivore nods a bit and quickly leaves. The scene fades to black.