Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27968758-20160103144129/@comment-5543592-20160104225102

"I guess it went alright?" Scire asked, adding onto his girlfriend's statement.

"Check it." A voice said, plopping down next to Diana by the fire. Crimson adjusted himself in his seat, before handing Diana one of the three ales he had.

"Looked like you needed one of these." He said. "Other's weren't in the mood for me.  Can you believe that?"