Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161103020802/@comment-28358106-20161211180149

My mind immediately flies home, thinking of the ones who wait anxiously for my return. I think of the circumstances in which I left, with no explanation, worry and fear blanketing them like a bad memory waiting to happen. Any other time, I might say yes, but living it up right now seems somehow wrong. Then, I get an idea.

"Excuse me, madame, but might I have some paper and a pen? And can you please tell me the direction of the nearest general goods store?" I ask the young lady.