Trust Me RP

Auberon
"Nothin', horses are great. But miss little everythings-gonna-kill-me hated the smell. Since when have horses had smells?!" Auberon asked, tilting his head. "Or do I smell like a horse and I just don't know it...?"

Outlaw 
“Horses are a good smell for flips sake” she growled in annoyance. “I can not express enough how much I hate snobs” she muttered. 

Auberon
"And she hated the cows too... and of course she liked to poke my favorite cow with a stick," Auberon huffed. 

Outlaw 
She sighed. “I don’t get people” she muttered. 

Auberon
"And then the cow died..." Auberon felt his heart skip a beat when he said that. Boy, I loved that cow...

Outlaw 
“Sorry bro” she muttered, seeing the slight sadness on him. She shivered slightly then got it back under control. It was real cold down here. Yet for some reason she felt like she was burning up at the same time. 

Auberon
Auberon heard the 'sorry' and immediately jumped back into being the 'tough kid'. "Huh- what, oh no... I mean- she was just a cow. It really wasn't that big of a deal... cows are replacable. Sort of."

Outlaw 
“Too late to cover it.” She informed him. “And there’s nothin wrong with havin feelings.” She added. Hah, empty words her mind taunted. Shut up. 

Auberon
Auberon drifted his eyes shamefully to the ground. He was supposed to be the tough person, being in gangs, rebellious- and all he could do was cry over a cow. Well, I mean... she was sickly... I think she was worth crying and not eating for a couple of days. At least I hope so.

Outlaw 
She pulled her knees to her chest and crossed her arms over her chest for extra warmth, leaning against the wall. If only she could sleep. It would be warm there. 

Auberon
"You alright?" Auberon asked, noticing her lack of body warmth.

Outlaw 
“Yesssss” she drawled out. No use giving them another reason to get her to get medical help. 

Auberon
Auberon shook his head in a no you're not way. He looked around for anything that was possibly warm, but as usual, nothing.

Outlaw 
She sighed at his head shake and pressed against the wall, searching for any heat in it from water or heat pipes. 

Auberon
Auberon sighed and leaned his head up against the wall, closing his eyes.