Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20161215214850/@comment-28358106-20161220211510

She peeks up through her tangle of arms, first looking at the towel, then the man. Slowly she unfolds, like a strange, complicated flower opening its petals. Her nose and cheeks are a deep red, her eyes wide and unable to look away from his.

"H-hello...thanks...not my towel...hhhmmmbgh..." She mumbles so quietly and incoherently she can barely be heard over the din of the tavern.