*the only upstairs is the attic*
Toby and the Proxies: *playing Poker, Tim is smoking weed and Hoodie is way to drunk*
Lyra: am i the only one here not doing something illegal?
everyone: YES
Tim: oh hEY Its tHe kId
Hoodie: heya
Toby: I WIN!
Hoodie:......do you even know how to do thingz
Toby: thats wasnt even a sentence
Lyra: *takes the kid downstairs and locks them in the attic* whelp, that happened
*yes*
Lyra: wanna do anything? like, scare some random peoples for no reason?
Lyra: *goes and scares rando peoples for no reason*
Lyra: *accidently kills one when some windshield glass shoots out of her forehead* *oh btw she died from a car crash from brain damage*
Lyra: 8feels really bad about killing a innocent person*...c-c'mon, lets go home.....
