Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-173.72.133.129-20190912150304/@comment-39574032-20190914013908

(Oki!)

Myka nervously braided her hair, a habit, as she walked down the halls of Foxfire. She didn't see Tristan anywhere. She headed over to her locker and took out a book on alchemy. She could at least read while she waited.