Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44344165-20191212183520/@comment-38868122-20191216023609

Rita let out a tiny, kind of embarassing squeal. Hey, he'd scared her! She looks him over. Short. Gray tunic. Most likely the one she'd planned to meet. There weren't very many people around other than them, so..."You?" She whispers. How dumb???? Could she be??? Anyone called 'you' is 'you.'

(that was a bunch of nonsense, I'm kind of in a sugar crash and was rambling ZD)