Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200423213810/@comment-25808351-20200428001149

Lance: “Say what you want about Cynd, but she has an eye for luxury. The girl really likes her gothic decor. Come on, Cynd is probably waiting on us.” Marcus signals them to follow. He takes them through a couple halls until they reach a cozy room.

Cyndwella sits in a lavish arm chair, her legs crossed. A tiny Wisp child in her lap.

“Well, well, look who decided to drop by. It’s my favorite cowgirl and her boy toy. Oh, and it’s YOU.” Cyndwella sneers at Marcus.

“You still mad me?” Marcus sighs.

“For farting in the bed and waking me up? Yeah, I’m still mad. How about I fart in your mouth next time I need to toot my dumper? Hmmmm?” Cyndwella raises an eyebrow.

“Kinky.” Marcus replies flatly.

“Anyways. Come here Meri! I missed your cute little smile!” Cyndwella floated out of the chair and threw her arms out. The Wisp child meanwhile floated to her father and land in Marcus’ arms.

“There’s my little lantern.” He smiles.