Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170508193735/@comment-31749612-20170508224044

''Whiskey limps over to the group of people, face covered in balck ash. He has one his hands pressed tightly against a spot on his lower stomach.''

Whiskey: "So... Do any of you know exactly what caused the fire?" ''He sounded a bit hurt as well as uneasy. And his right hand would shake because a roof almost fell on him.''