romance rp perferred

(does it matter what gender)

(no not really)

(k)
???: are you ok?

???: ughhhhhh let me sleeeeeeep.

???: answer me

???: *wakes up* GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME

???: woah woah hey!

???: WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!!

???: *backs up* a person who is concerned for you?

“Oh my gawd!”

???: *twitches*

I approach

???: *twitches*

“Eeeeuuuuuh” I bang the bench

???: five more minutes mom...

“...uh, hello?” I wave my hand

???: *wakes up and slashes knife* GET THE F**K AWAY FROM ME YOU SCUMBAGS

“AAAAHH NO NO NO WAIT!”

???: WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!

“I’m just a regular guy calm down!”

???: WHERE- WHO- AHH GET THE F**K AWAY FROM ME

“Okay!” I back up

???: Who Are you?

“You go first. And why do you have that knife?”

???: My name- I think it's Morgan. My knife? Oh. Umm I prefer not to say.

“Please do”

Morgan: I think I murdered...

“Uhh that’s a problem”

Morgan: how is it a problem?

“What are you stupid?”

Morgan: probably

“I can tell”

Morgan: Why? I Think I murdered my parents enemies tho.

“That’s not okay! That’s a whole crime!”

Morgan: But it was right.

“Wh-no! Murder is no where near right in any situation!”

Morgan: Right...Well tell that to my dead parents.

“I’m calling the police!”

Morgan: NoT iF i KiLl YoU fIrSt!

“WHAT”

Morgan: Please don't turn me in.

“Why not? You killed someone!”

you ok?

???:ughhhhhh five more minutes.

ok *five minutes later*

Dragnoc: *slowly sneaks up and licks the blood off the knife* (he's part vampire)

???: Oi! *wakes up*

???: What are you doing?

N-NOTHING THE BLOOD ON THE KNIFE JUST LOOKED DELICIOUS

???: who are you?

Dragnoc normally people know me well but guess not everyone (he's an old legend very powerful and uniqu) I'm dragnoc many people know who I am by my green hair that fades to red and my mixed eyes one green one red

???: Oh My names Morgan

Nice to meet you Morgan can you tell me where you uh got the blood on your knife from?

Morgan: Umm my knife?

Morgan: I think from murder...

Huh ima have to try that then but for now can I drink the blood on that knife?

Morgan: sure?

Thanks! *he proceeded to grab and drink the blood off tha knife*

Morgan: Wait are you a girl or a boy?

I may look slightly female but I'm a boy

Morgan: okii

Why were you asking?

Morgan: You're really cute...

R-really? I've always been told I was ugly and terrifying.. *his parents were abusive especially his father who attempted to drown him*

Morgan: No you're cute... *strokes cheek* (oh ok that makes sense)

(Yep) *he purred softly* (he really likes it when people run their fingers through his hair it's an autism thing)

Morgan: Hmmm... Say I ran away from home. Can you take care of me for the night?

Sure!

Morgan: Thanks!

Your welcome!