Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44876747-20200120180048/@comment-32942273-20200120191842

After an interesting dinner of pretending to be someone he is not, Soros heads upstairs. As he reaches his bedroom, he gets knocked off his feet and collapses into his bed as another wave of pain hits him. “Tree roots! Why is this happening! I have to asks Elas when I see him next.” He thinks, aggravated