Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44426813-20191129235643/@comment-44426813-20191130034408

(Lets do our entries to the party, but not actually start.)

Rorilyana picked up her too floufy dress. She. Hated. Dresses. So. Much. It was a nice dark blue, with diamonds making it sparkle. She hated it. Her mom slapped Rorilyana's hand when she saw it pick up the floof part of the dress  up. "You better not touch this dress again." Her step mom said as Rorilyana looked at her stepfather, then to her step sister. They were shaking there heads.

The step parents saw there friends, and ran off. Rorilyana sat on the steps. What was the purpose of her even going? Her step sister came back, have her a apoplectic look, and called her worthless, a nobody, and a brat. She knew her step sister was forced, but the words still really stung. Rorilyana fingered with her gloves. They were covering her cuts she had recently made.