SANDBAG

This is a high school / college AU Sandbag roleplay blog! Welcome! Full details under the cut!

{ THANKFULLY, it is a random Tuesday, and everyone is either at school or work, SO THE PERSON DOESN'T GET RUN OVER. Sandbag sighs. }

Ꮺ﹏ོ⊰ ` ` PLEASE DON'T DO THAT-! ` `

{ ! }

{ It certainly wasn't expecting that. He stares at the person as they run away, utterly bewildered; before remembering he has the ability to speak and say words. Well, if it can get them out. }

Ꮺ﹏ོ⊰ ` ` ...UHH- BYE I GUESS-?... OH HEY, UH, BE CAREFUL! THERES A ROAD NEARBY, DON'T JUST RUN RIGHT INTO IT!! ` `

Hi

Ꮺ﹏ོ⊰ ` ` Hi?? Are you uh... okay? You can calm down, I'm not gonna like... hurt you or anything- ` `

Ꮺ﹏ོ⊰ ` ` No. ` `

Ꮺ﹏ོ⊰ ` ` ....are you okay? ` `

Ꮺ﹏ོ⊰ ` ` Oh- Uh- Thanks-? ` `

Ꮺ﹏ོ⊰ ` ` ................ we don't have whole tomatoes. it's like the pickle thing. ` `

Ꮺ﹏ོ⊰ ` ` That's kinda a really weird thing to eat with ketchup but whatever. ` `

Ꮺ﹏ོ⊰ ` ` We don't have just... whole ass pickles. And I mean that literally. They come pre-sliced for the pickle burgers. ` `

{ He stares at you for a moment before tiredly writing down '55 burgers 55 fries 55 tacos 55 pies...' }

Ꮺ﹏ོ⊰ ` ` I don't get paid enough for this shit... ` `

Ꮺ﹏ོ⊰ ` ` Yeah sure- ` `

{ Sandbag leaves the window before coming back with the requested small order of fries. Thank god this is just a normal order and not one of those weirdos who want 110 slices of bread. }

Ꮺ﹏ོ⊰ ` ` No. You don't even have a weapon dude- ` `

Ꮺ﹏ོ⊰ ` ` I don't think my manager will be happy with me if I do that- ` `

{ It stares at you for a moment, bewildered. }

Ꮺ﹏ོ⊰ ` ` ....sure ` `

{ Sandbag leaves the window. About two minutes later, he comes back with a medium sized cup in hand. It has eyes sharpie-d on and Sandbag's nametag on it. }

Ꮺ﹏ོ⊰ ` ` Didn't have any googly eyes, sorry. Or a nametag besides my own. ` `