Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-30014014-20190203181254

Prad wavers his dagger slightly up and down, never diverging his eyesight from it "I don't drink. And one-night stands aren't my thing".

He flips the dagger around, hurling it upward before catching it once more, his voice as monotone as possible. He knows what the man before him wants from him, as it was the last day. Prad had enough humiliation yesterday, he isn't willing to eat up more.