Tory: i smile, thankful he hadn't noticed i remembered that and poke his side to lighten the mood, wondering if he was ticklish like me and laugh shyly


Frost: i smile at Clove

Claradon: i pock at her rib, but lightly. "are you ticklish?"


Clove: "they need to get a room." she laughs.

Tory:"what do you think" i say shyly smiling, because i was a little on my side, everyone one is ticklish somewhere, mine happened to be a little on my side but most of the time i could ignore it

Frost: i laugh "i like the way you think" i say laughing again

Clove: "why thank you."


Claradon: "well guess what.... im not!" i pock her again.

Frost: i smile at her

Tory: i squirm laughing, poking him in the stomach "you have to be, is it your arm? and everyone is ticklish" i say shyly still laughing

Claradon: "nope."



Yasa: "oh come on you have to be some where! i had that beaten out of me so long ago i dont think i even remember how to laugh!" i chuckle at my own joke.


Claradon: "how is that funny?"

Tory: i laugh ":hes right" i say shyly still poking him in random spots, and lightly poke him in the neck, "maybe the neck was it?" i think to myself

Claradon: i flinch. that brought back bad memories.


Yasa: i touch my scar. that had been so long ago that that had happened.

Tory: i notice he flinched and stop, noticing something was wrong, that apparently wasnt the best idea, i did something wrong, i look to the ground, taking my hand away and setting it at my side

Claradon: the memory fades. "why did you stop?"