Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26142892-20170709174312/@comment-31595069-20170713221835

"R-Right!...Phew!" Simiel nods to himself and his awkward hugs turns into a firm hug. She was...really good to hug. The other men around the table whistled in approval. "This might be the first time I seen love. Ain't that right Seargent Cylaris?" The otehr man at the table spoke as Cylaris got off the radio. "Its official, we are ordered to stay here as an intel squad. And indeed...How long has it been since I actually seen anyone hug someone?...Shit...The little things are sometimes the best things. Oh well, I'm going to cash in my chips. Then I'm dragging Private Cassanova here." He soon waved as he left the table.