Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170529190134/@comment-31595069-20170601030659

"Can we have that sweet thing coming off of you?..." Serine asked. Whatever they smelt seemed pretty good, they wanted to taste whatever that smell was.

Curt eyed Whiskey as he left. How big of an effect was it when Elizabeth left...he just felt that things could go worse...or better...He could learn a lesson and grow stronger or succomb into the depths of dispair. It was up to how each person handled it.