Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-2600:8807:1C01:A199:55F5:6000:4602:312D-20191215015005/@comment-38868122-20191219194001

Camille slid over to Octavian. "No one seems to be listening, huh?" She whispers. She never spoke above a whisper. Unless she was yelling. "I could probably make them."

(Nope, totally not re-using that from the next gen gone wrong heheh)