Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-38868122-20191203202403/@comment-38868122-20191205183636

Hayden glared at the still-very-obvious streaks on Rizz's uniform, but she playfully flaunts them around him. She wasn't sure if he looked annoyed or amused as she did. Luckily, he couldn't hold a tiny smile back. "Oh, Rizzy Ray." Rizz smiled fondly at hearing the familiar nickname, from her real dad. But the happy expression changed into a frown as she remembers the first and LAST time Keefe had "accidentally" called her that. She stomps to plop onto the steps leading up to the front door, leaving Hayden to wonder why she'd had such a change in mood, and so quickly. He sits next to her quietly. "No one's going to make fun of your eyes," He promises. "If that's what you're thinking." Rizz stuck her tongue out. "It wasn't, and I'm fine, now let's just go inside already, Dame Maran is probably starting."

(AAAAAAGH I'M SO TIRED OF MY LONG MESSAGES, SOMEONE JUST PLEASE STOP ME)