Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170501201044/@comment-31595069-20170502010744

"I am glaring at him because a ladies first kiss should always be special...And he laughs that I am unlucky...Jerk..." Elizabeth spoke as she got her stuffs together and grabbed their dried clothes and handed Mek his clothes and began to march to Whiskey. "And you grab your own clothes! I am not luging your stuff." She called out to WHiskey as she walked.