Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-47.200.194.236-20191210224043/@comment-44856665-20200124203702

Saskia kept on grinning. “Oh, sweetheart,” she said in her strange Russian accent. “I would never be your enemy.” Her smile turned leering and creepy. “Not in a million years. As if ID be alive by then.” Rorry saw this exchange and chuckled nervously. “What do you mean Saskia?” Saskia flocked her hair. “Nothing, continue on.” But the group was suspicious