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"..What happened to you guys?"
After the 'little accident' the group went to the graveyard. No words were spoken, they just stay there in silence. No one was doing anything, other than Ashlyn cleaning the cut on her sisters lip. It wasnt as bad as it looked, but it would surely leave a scar, and the brunette thought it looked prettyy badass. When the silence turned even more awkward, Tyler broke it. "So... You think the phantom dimension is influencing us?"
Ashlyn lowered her hand which held the wipe she was cleaning the girls lip with, and sighed. She truly didnt know what was going on, but she had some ideas here and there. "Not only that but.."
". . ."
"...I think we're also impacting the real world as well."
Once again, silence followed the redheads words. She went back to cleaning the cut, before after a moment, she gave the okay to the girl telling her that she was done. As Ashlyn walked away and sat down on a red box, Rylee put a finger on the cut. She was thinking; what happened to her, that made her unable to move? It was like her whole body was paralyzed.. Well, another mistery added to her oh so adventurous life. "..What do we do?"
"I think things started getting out of control after Logan got upset.. Maybe negative emotions can set that kind of reaction off?"
"So we should avoid getting angry?"
"That's a good place to start."
The brunette let out a soft sigh, and at the same time Tyler threw his head back with an annoyed groan. "How are we going to do that when our entire situation is negative?"
"..I also don't think we can afford to be as careful as we have been. I was hoping we could take our time and figure things out as safely as possible, but.. We don't know how the dimension's influence over us will progress or how quickly. Alongside the possibility of us damaging the real world because of that influence. We need to speed things up.."
"..And find a way to Savannah."
SHUT.
"Okay- I think the cooler is ready." Rylee watched her mother with an unamused expression as she held plastic cups in one hand, and some drinks stacked up in the other trying to balance it out. Ashlyn was holding some plastic plates, phone in the other hand. The brunette glared at her sister for not helping her, and not even holding too much stuff, but the redhead only just stuck her tongue out at her, and went back to her phone.
