Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44876747-20200120180048/@comment-44876747-20200122061510

“Hey,” Ianthe piped happily, walking into the kitchen. She sat down on a stool, and her ‘mother’ placed a plate of puffy yellow squares with brown swirls in them in front of her. Ian the grimaced, but forced herself to take a bite, and found it tasted like hot chocolate.

“Mmmmmm,” she said, savouring the taste, “This is good.”