Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20180306200349/@comment-24510587-20180312230654

"From the looks of it, this is hardly usable for recreation..." Marr smirked, gesturing at Katja, who was now asleep, face first on a table.

"If you'll excuse me."

Marr stood up and strolled over towards where the children were messing about. Though he was too far away for them to hear him, they could definitely hear the excited shriek of one of the kids. The one in question, a boy of about seven years old with the same raven black hair as his mother, broke into a sprint towards Marr, who caught him and lifted him up into an embrace.