Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31595069-20180113024503/@comment-31595069-20180121071053

“I would like to have what he has packing.” Abigail winked at L as she said this. “But! I would love some orange juice!” She requested.

As Benvolio ran around the forest, he would run past a werewolf who took interest in this quick prey and began to chase him like a chicken.