Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170625033737/@comment-26517142-20170704010524

From the side, Sebyl finally makes an effort to approach Jeiel. The man was slumped on a table, a glass of fine wine dangling from his fingertips. With a hiccup, he cranes his neck up and stares at Sebyl.

"Finally. There's my sugar." Jeiel muttered with an ecstatic grin. "Where have (HIC) you beeen~?? Are you planning out the baby manual (HIC) behind me ears???"

Sebyl stifles a laugh. "Look at you.. all this over a Romanee-Conti. Pick yourself up, Cutie, will you? You're becoming less dignified by the minute. What will others think?"

"Right now... I think I don't care- HIC!"

Lailani hands Sebyl a glass of water. Without a second thought, the Slime drops its contents on Jeiel's head.

And at once, he straightens up.

"WHOA! THAT WAS C-C-COLD!!"

"And he's back." Sebyl turns away, satisfied.