 We are standing on the table. WE ARE STANDING. ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
Glad to have company that he could be around 24 hours a day and 7 days a week, Rooney gave Miss Liv a squeeze and leant his head on her shoulder briefly almost like a kitten begging for attention. Which he liked to do to her, because she was the one person he let play with his hair. ALL for the sake of roles! ...Speaking of roles.... Rooney wasn't sure what he expected from this lesson or from this Professor, but it cERTAINLY hadn't been what had happened. It certainly had been nothing like what was happening right now. And this wasn't even a dream. Recreations of anything Disney was his THING. And he had his co-star RIGHT beside him. This was fate.
Maybe Professor Myers wasn't as bad as he always had been.
Maybe he'd fallen and hit his head though, because Rooney was a little in awe of his face paint skills. It took TIME to get that eye look and the pasty face and the lips and...Roo really did appreciate the details before him. So much so that he knocked his tea over and stood on his chair with a foot on the table. "OH NO! Your majesty, please! It's all his fault!" He wasn't fluent in this, no..not at all.
Liv needed to join in.
LIV NEEDED TO GET IN ON THIS. UGH THIS WOULD BE SO AMAZING IF THEY WORKED TOGETHER SO WELL.
They needed costumes, honestly. But their talent was buckets and spades more than anyone in this room so they could cope without.
As for the answer to Professor Myers' question... Rooney gave nothing of an answer but thought about how white was the colour of innocence and clEARLY they were all innocent in here. CLEARLY. None of them had painted those darn roses.
But it served them right.. For planting white.. When roses should have been red..
Oh darn.. Off with their HEADS!
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