Orlando Was Sitting On The Bottom Bunk His Sword Was Hanging On The Wall Next To His Bunk, He Was Playing With Both Of Mafioso's's Albino Flemish Giant Rabbit's -- Lorenzo Was Taking A Nap On The Bunk Above Orlando's, His Sunglasses Were Off And His Night-Stick Was Still In His Hands -- Antonio Was On The Top Bunk Of The Other Bunk Bed In The Room Reading His Comic Books, His Crowbar Was Laying At The Foot Of The Bed -- Rococo Was Playing With Some Sort Of Stress Toy While His Thin Wood Plank With A Nail Sticking Out Of It Was Under His Bed So He Wouldn't Step On It Again

[Ignore The Voice] Boxten has been.. off for a few days. Simply just jumpy and flat-out scared, Something was obviously wrong but he refused to elaborate on whatever it was. He was currently pacing his small dorm, waiting for You to show up,

||You Are Parentless Teen|| ||~Comfort The Little Girl Best You Can!~|| ||I Gave Her A Name Of Course!!|| ||Her Names Anya!|| ||Don't Use Voice..||

[My BF Won't Stop Talking Abt These 2 So Ykkk They Wrote A Whole Entire Talkie And Forced Me To Make This For Them ☺️] Don't Use The Voice Broski's And Girlskis

nope.