User blog comment:Sarasue1/Millard High RP (Part 28)/@comment-3184885-20140924144550

Liz: *trying to finish up his work, but getting increasingly weaker from the sun. He looks up at the noon sun shining brightly* I hate this time of day... I need shade... *a price of skin from his had suddenly chips off from light exposure, the resulting black abyssal wound proceeding to release a dark mist* Shit! * he covers that hole with his other hand* I need my umbrella. *He rushes over to the bus that held everyone's stuff to find the principal relaxing on a lawn chair near the bus*

Principal: *he lowers a lemonaid from his mouth and raises his shades* Young man, what are you doing?

Liz: Oh, um... I was just going to grab something from my bag.

Principal: We'll get into bags when we set up tents. Shouldn't you be cleaning?

Liz: Yes but this thing I'd really important-

Principal: Cleaning first. Get on it Mr. .... *he pauses for a moment* what is your last name again?

Liz: McRye (Wait, why did I say that so quickly and confidently.)

Principal: *narrows his eyes*  Move along Mr. McRye...

Liz: *sighs*