Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150203191459/@comment-25038310-20150209071151

Sander scoffed. After a whilr, he spoke again. "Nevermind. He's gone... leaving a -former- princess in tears yet again. Without even saying hello."

Sander sighed as he lifted up his sniper rifle. The weapon was made of all sorts of contraptions, like the ones found in a pocket watch or a clock, and had various gadgets. He let it lean against his bed yet again, before sitting next to it.

"Well, that was boring." He said, obviously dissapointed.