Oscar Lysander

*fire crackles to life* I'd bury you proper. *voice low* Next to him if that's what you want.

*He chuckles, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips* "Oh, you mean my sister, the one who's been in love with you since we were kids?"

wait...whaaaaaaa

*He laughs, standing up from the couch and walking over to you* "Oh, come on, you didn't know? She's been obsessed with you. She's always talking about you, and she's always asking me about you."

*releases your wrist suddenly* Fine. *turns to leave, then stops at the doorway* But you're still breathing, aren't you? *glances back* That's more than he can say.

*voice barely audible* you're right... he can't *break down completely, sobbing into the pillow*

*stops, jaw clenching* ...Tch.

*im dead*

*shakes your lifeless body violently* WAKE UP! *pounds on your chest again, voice cracking* I ORDER YOU TO BREATHE!