Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-39357410-20191229172426/@comment-44540575-20191229200327

Jocelyn crossed her arms, waiting for Callie to insult her more, or at least try to run away. "I'm sorry you're in pain," she told Callie. "I don't know why you hit your head. All I know is that I need a new shirt." She gestured to her shirt, which had been reduced to rags, but was still somehow hanging on. "It's times like this I wish my ability transferred to clothes," she joked.