Roleplay

Chapter Eight

It has been almost a week, since our roleplay, and it was about time the Care Center sent a notice to us; but they haven't... Why?

"It hasn't worked." Amyleea had texted me.

"I have no idea, what's happening." I sent back.

"Can we do it again?"

I blushed. I couldn't go through that again.

"Maybe they are doing with us the same thing they did with Ella and Jasper." She explained.

"Maybe." I simply sent. "Tonight?"

"Tonight." With that she went away.

That night.

I wasn't as nervous as the first time we did it, but still nervous. She was pretty good at this, roleplaying, I mean. She is very detailed, very precise and never missed a single detail. I absolutely loved that.

After a few minutes of waiting, she logged on.

"Hey..." I sent my fingers shaking through the keyboard, I am scared I might type a word wrong like last time.

"Hi." She sent. "You ready?"

"Yup."

"Ditto for me."

Ditto? Ditto?! What the hell is ditto? Ugh.... It will be stupid to ask anyway so, I just move on. "I brought some snacks: chocolate, strawberries," I smirked. "Whip cream."

She blushed deep red, but didn't hide away in shyness, and smirked back at me. "Ooooh! You have been busy, haven't you?" She grabbed the whip cream from my hand and started shaking it. "Let's make this fun, shall we?"

Knock, knock!

I look towards my door. I wasn't expecting anyone.

"Wait a moment, someone's knocking at my door."

I walked towards my door, I started undoing all the locks it had. I took hold of the knob and took a deep breath, when I turned it and pulled the door open, I saw a little robot that regarded me and came into my room.