Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-25808351-20170119020958

"The fuck did I just watch? Is Cynd in the brothel business or something? Wait, which bottle did she take?" Marcus walks over to the shelves and inspects the bottles. He grits his teeth as he realizes which bottle she took.

"My choice Vodka...." Marcus plops back down in his chair and rubs his forehead, the whiskey finally starts to take effect. "I'm glad Cyndwella stopped you, Emily."