Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-39764794-20191122205630/@comment-44390494-20191130014522

Hermabeth Foster wrote: Annya walked toward Hannah(or whoever was confused about the soda) "You seriously don't know what that is? I thought you, of all people would know, considering how special you think you all are. Guess I was wrong." She flinched in surprise the moment she heard her, flipping around. Hannah practically froze as if a Froster had casted a spell on her and just stood there while the mean girl talked. She fidgetted uncomfortably with her hair, wishing she could hide behind it. She wasn't special, she was just one more elf in a thousand. Nothing else.