Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-38538389-20191119032828/@comment-38868122-20191121040706

Harlowe starts to feel a woozy thrumming in her temples. She sways a little bit and puts a hand on the wall. "Great," She mutters. "Of course I don't feel good on the day I'm planning my escape." She says, and starts to double over.

(I guess he gave her a sedative then??? Is that still the plan ZD?)