Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20180219010006/@comment-34646505-20180221005818

Fele sighed and coiled up near Pollux, giving the jolly man a glance. She started to realize what her type was the longer she stayed in this group. It was the shy and weak ones. Either way, she would eventually get her full meal whether it was from the dumb one (Pollux), the serious one (Grant), or her personal favorite, the mouse (Riftvus). She started to get tingly just thinking about molesting that boy again, and unconsciously wore a relaxed dopey face as she pondered.