Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44426813-20191222030037/@comment-38868122-20191224020417

(GOOD GRAPE YOU'RE GOOD, ALEX)

Harlowe took a deep, shaky breath and leaned back to look into Alex's eyes, wanting to cry and run away, but instead whispering, "My 'brother'. Death. And...stuffed animals." She reaches down and grabs a box from underneath the tree, opening it quickly and pulling out an adorable stuffed dog. "I thought this would remind you of the Forbidden Cities. And you're such a good friend of mine, I wanted to get you a good gift."

(BLUSH ALEX BLUSH)