Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27950421-20160915154555/@comment-27550231-20160928200813

Aabi and I slowly make our way back to our old tower home, reminiscing over the fun times we've had within these walls. She points over to a painting of Rep crossing the Delaware river and laughs. "Remember when I got drunk that one time and punched a hole through that wall? Ha! We covered it up with that pillar and no one was the wiser. Oh and that painting is covering a nasty stain. And that one... Well that one isn't nailed to the wall anymore. Ahahahahaha!"

"Boy, you sure seem to have left your mark on this place."

Aabi shoves me and chuckles "You're no better! What about all those chairs your fat ass broke, or the gashes your sword left in the wall, all the beds you broke when-"

"Ok! Ok! I get it! Sheesh, you never forget anything."

She wraps herself around my arm and looks up at me with a smile. "Nope, Not. One. Thing." She brings up her free hand and touches the tip of my nose then gives me a gentle slap. We play fight as we make our way to the entrance of the home has been repaired and painted with a glossy periwinkle finish.

As I open the door I notice that it too has been repaired and polished along with everything else in the tower. Everything from the hardwood flooring, carpets to the rafters and ceiling fans were polished to perfection.

"Agh! All this light is hurting my eyes!"

Aabi: "Tell me about it, where's everyone else." That's when we notice that the rest of the home is sealed off with a slimy wall and a "Class in session" sign pinned to it.