Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44540311-20200125185518/@comment-109.161.168.116-20200129150006

Ariella stared at the ceiling of her new bedroom. It was neatly organized and completely unlike her own, so she took a book and threw it gently onto the floor, rearranged her furniture and messed up her sheets. Her maid look stunned, but Ariella didn't mind. She didn't even want a maid, because she didn't have one at home. She asked the maid sweetly, "Could you please prepare some decaffeinated chamomile tea? Thanks."

Now that the maid was gone, she lay on her messy bed in her messy room. Just like home. She could now sing in seclusion, no maid, no people. She sang.

-Lady Sassyfur