Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44344165-20191226023600/@comment-174.6.16.240-20200102195839

Tia sighed, took one last look at (insert whatever enviroment is around the hideout here) and went back inside. She walked past Jamaica in the kitchen, and Angelica and Novalie talking, up to her room. She flopped on the bed, not bothering to take off her shoes, or pull the covers over herself, and almost instintaly drifted off into a deep, dreamless sleep.

-Chloe