Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-25808351-20181121231721

(BT) Imperia, very slowly, opens the door. Half her face pokes around the door. “Are, you in the bath?” Imperia squeaks. After observing Jorge is in the tub, she sighs in relief. Imperia enters the room with the bowl of soup upon a tray, her eyes doing their best to stay away from the bulking muscles that Jorge is sporting.

She sets the tray upon a metal bar that sits atop the lip of the bathtub. Imperia herself sits upon the lip of the tub and awkwardly smiles. “So, huh, nice weather we have today?”