Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44124716-20191215032905/@comment-38207171-20191225022641

Etheridge rushed back, "How's he doing?" She placed a cold wet towel on his forehead and proceeded to wipe of his face. Winslow suddenly started pulling in her shawl. When she ignored him, he gave a loud screech and tried to bring her over to her dorm room. "Uh--could you take care of him for now? I've gotta take care of something."