Time Unbroken! (closed rp)

Conner had tuckered himself out, finally succumbing to the fatigue he hadn't known he felt. Resting his head back again the wall and tucking his hands into his sweatshirt pocket, he fell asleep next to Annis.

Jules walked back inside, seeing Conner and Annis were asleep. She gave a small smile and sat down, sighing and leaning back.

(I'm stuck here without Night...)

"What was her name?" He asked.

"Her name was Evangeline, we called her our little angel. It was a family name from her mother's side" Eli answered

(Y'all do you wanna just skip to the morning or???)

Sure I don't mind)

I just wonder where Night went)

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )

X3)

"A beautiful name." He smiled. "I congratulate you Eli." he said.

"She was the best thing that happened to me. But when she died..."

"You wanted to die right along with her, didn't you?" He asked looking at him.

(gtg guys sorry)

Eli nodded, "I lost my entire family in just a few seconds, because when they were walking across the street to me they were ran over by a drunk driver. It happened right in front of my face."

"I remember when I lost Brandon's mother. I snapped. I went into his father's house and slaughtered him in front of some whore he was sleeping with and in front of his child of five years. I still didn't feel satisfied so I killed the whore...and then the child." Griffin said.

Back at Griffin's house Fella stood by the door growling. A soft scraping sound coming from all around.

(Bro wtf he didn't have to kill the INNOCENT KID and the lady)

(That's the point)

(Okay just making sure you didn't think that was justified)

yeah no never justified))

"You told me that before in another time period" Eli said. "I understand how you felt but I didn't do anything like that, instead I took out my anger through music, but that's not possible here"

Jules stood up, frowning and looking around. She went over to Fella. "What is it, boy?"

Something scraped on the roof of Griffin's house.

"And why not, just because we can't legally have music here doesn't mean we don't do music." He said smiling.

"That's not what I meant. People here are scared... Too scared to come see somebody play, and it was the giant audiences I shared my feeling with through my songs that made me be able to resist killing that guy." Eli replied. "If I lived in this time instead of my own I probably would have killed him."

Her eyes widened. Was someone on the roof? What should she do? Seeing the others were napping, Jules hesitated before cautiously walking outside.