Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20190506155251/@comment-25808351-20190901055543

Cyndwella looks around the dilapidated house, her hands on her hips as she floats about inspecting everything.

“Not many visitors you say, I can’t imagine why. The wallpaper is peeling, dust is caked on everything, spiderwebs are abundant and the wood is deteriorating. I like it. Anyways, of course I’m here! Do you not see my baby batter supplier here?!” She points to Marcus. “I’m checking up on him. He needs constant care and attention.”

“I could say the same of you Cynd.” Marcus mumbles.