Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150420010641/@comment-24482925-20150422112316

She looked up at him, groaning like a zombie, she ran a hand through her hair before speaking " Please isaiah, a glass of water or some sort of fruit juice. Alchohol is a no go.. Eugh, i know this should be the least of my concerns but that damned desert left my hair full of sand.. It itches like oblivon"