Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141124222250/@comment-3293219-20141125233800

Jabin rolled his eyes, grinning and shaking his head as if he loathed the story, when in truth, it was one of few that enjoyed telling.

"On my youngest brother's... Thirteenth birthday, I think it was." He began, taking a seat.

"My Father hired a clown, Ayal always loved clowns but... he was getting a little old for them by that age. So my older brother paid the giggling fool to give me a great big smacking kiss, just as we cut the cake."