Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-72.205.23.158-20191126141235/@comment-174.6.16.240-20191202054408

((aww, bye iggy! I'll miss you )':  ))

Evie banged on Elwin's door once more, and then barged into his office.

"Elwin!" she shreiked. "Chris is uncouncouis on the floor like Melissa and he won't wake up and I don't know what to do and I don't know what's wrong with him or how to fix or anything at all and maybe he'll die and please help him!"

Black spots danced in front of Evie's eyes, and she panted, trying to get air to her lungs.

"Please . . . help . . .him," she said again, before the floor swung up to meet her head, and everything went dark.

((most dramatic roleplay post I think I've posted, guys. Ever. And I'm debating on wether she's just fainted or wether the sleeping thing has gotten her. 50-50 rn)

-Chloe