- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- Dark Subject Matter, Post Apocalyptic, Apocalyptic, Romance, Fantasy (usually Urban fantasy, but I've done high fantasy before too), Horror
Jake was a bit relieved when Shayne left the room. He went over to Kelsey and sat by her as she asked, perhaps a bit closer then he intended. She said she didn't know how to help him but that didn't change that it felt wonderful to be near her; next to her. Jake smiled softly as he admired the girl in a shirt that was way too big on her. He reached out touching the shirt, feeling the matierial.
"It bothers me...I wish something would just happen and help me remember. I barely have a memory of these shirts..it's in there somewhere but I...I don't know why...And of you. You mean something to me but...Gah, curse my bloody memory...remembering something for a change would be very nice..."
"It bothers me...I wish something would just happen and help me remember. I barely have a memory of these shirts..it's in there somewhere but I...I don't know why...And of you. You mean something to me but...Gah, curse my bloody memory...remembering something for a change would be very nice..."