Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27736349-20170603204216/@comment-31336039-20171005142412

Crossing the door cautiously, by experience, Némésis walked a step inside to face Gena, the desk in her arms.

"!!!" He hastily closed the door before stepping away on the left, in case the dragoness decide to ram the door. ''But what did I do?!? Why me?''