Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191223012920/@comment-25828117-20191223223617

Helian's cheeks reddened as he tried to contain his laughter. Right now things were just funnier than they normally were.

They could hear Dancer squawk and the sound of something porcelain break.

That quit the laughter.

"On no! Danceeer!"

Helian ran down the hallway towards their room and barged in.

Nemicus picked his cup from the table and presented Emile with another.

"To us. Misery-pants."