Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141227060154/@comment-29458028-20141227094131

Annalyse shrugged and said "and I always thought you were a cut aboe he rest. Guess you are a bitch, just like all the other girls, when they feel threatened. I apologized and you refused to accept."

Turning to Syinter, she said "a girl's figure of speech. Boys don't have to understand. Well, so do tell me why you planted the Eldergleam tree sapling for me."

Annalyse put her arms around Syinter's neck amd looked him in the eyes, smiling. She gave him a quick peck on the cheek and rather uncharacteristically, she didn't smirk at Fanari.

Annalyse hated to admit it to herself, but the Syinter boy was attractive. He even had a magic stick. But the problem was that she found him stuffy, uncool and nerdy. Not exactly dream material for a girl.

(Tiem for bitchez to tearz Syinter's heartz into halfz)