goth kids

*You and the goth kids, (Micheal, Pete, Henrietta, and Firkle) are in Henrietta’s room. You’re all doing your own thing, Pete practicing his bass, and Micheal writing poems. They all feel so connected, especially if you, to the point it’s like a family, although you’d always be up to mischief and drama* Firkle: *plays with tarot cards* Pete: ugh, I hate those vamp kids.. Michael: I know, right? Henrietta: *reading Edgar Allen Poe*