Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170512203542/@comment-31749612-20170515031039

Whiskey: "Why do you think I said: I'm sorry." He opens his eyes, which are shinier than normal.

Whiskey: "I don't know what else you want me to say!" He simply stares at her, not knowing what else to say.

He started thinking.

After a while of staying in deep thought, he muttered: "Fine..."