Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170301124403/@comment-26517142-20170810051245

Jeiel walks along the small lit path. Above him, steetlights were hanging lonesomely in the area, three meters in distance of one to the other. In his head, other thoughts were racing in his mind.

''Hmm.... I have to get home soon. Haia said she's cooking dinner, but then I hear she'll  be probably teaching Ansherine in her place, so she's probably going to want me to taste it.''

Jeiel then hears Circe voicing over in his head. Isn't that Apsara finding it difficult to cook?

"Yeah. I hope that she gets it right before she might feed me something that 'll make me accidentally retch. Joke."