Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-35000153-20180614210314/@comment-33719112-20180908113337

The tea had a somewhat charred taste to it, like it's leaves might've been ashes before it even was boiled with the water it was supposed to flavor. Past that, it tasted like a warm fire on a winter's night, with friends huddled close, and lovers huddled closer. It tasted like home, a bittersweet place for Hollow, but one he wishes to go back to.

In short, it tasted horrible, but after enough sips, it grew sweeter on the tounge.

"Ms. Lilim, we have a few questions for you about your unfortunate circumstance." Hollow interrupted. Straight to business with him, as usual.

"First order of business: What is your name? I am Hollow."