[center][b]Eric[/b] - Room[/center]

[b]"W-Well... I don't know. See, the personalities come from my head. So... I don't really know you that well. And I don't want to make you mad by drawing you and then your doodle not... being like you. Unless, you're okay with that..."[/b] He explained, biting his lip slightly. 

Lucy rolled her eyes with a long, frustrated sigh. She wasn't happy with this. Though, another 25 or so minutes and she'd be long gone. Truth be told, it made her mad. She only lived for an hour before she had to disappear. For Eric, she was the same girl every time but... She was never the same. She never really, honestly, retained the memories. She had an idea but to her, every time she came to life was the first time. She sat, simply staring at Eric's closet, trying not to say anything rude.

Ian sat on the edge of the table, staring at Vanessa with stars in his eyes. He couldn't get over how pretty she looked or why she even decided to come into this loser's bedroom.