- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Online Availability
- 3pm - 1am (GMT / BST)
- Writing Levels
- Beginner
- Elementary
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Nonbinary
- Transgender
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Monsters, supernatural, fantasy, romance, criminality, slice-of-life (modern or set in past, usually with some twists)
"They won't think I'm cool if you're beside me. You said it yourself, you're a nobody. I don't even care if people like me, I'm fine with not being noticed or liked. You seem to place too much emphasis on looking cool; I just want to feel normal. Maybe you should worry about your insecurities, rather than try to tear me down because I'm confident enough in myself to not give a shit about people liking me. I think you're just pathetic," he drawled slowly, his voice at least returning to a calmer level, all while Maxwell seemed to be getting angrier and angrier with him. He didn't know what the moral high-ground was, but he definitely felt he had a right to act the way he was currently acting.
"...Sit by me then, because I'm not going yet. You've ruined the night for me but I don't want to go home to that prison. I'm fine just sitting here, listening to you whine on about how this is all so unfair. You can keep talking, I'm just not listening to you anymore, you're boring me."
"...Sit by me then, because I'm not going yet. You've ruined the night for me but I don't want to go home to that prison. I'm fine just sitting here, listening to you whine on about how this is all so unfair. You can keep talking, I'm just not listening to you anymore, you're boring me."