Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44388851-20200131010709/@comment-64.201.223.221-20200131130232

((Wow you guys did a lot!))

Kaylee stared at the sky. She had missed the whole storm. As she swam home she saw a little boy crying over a little butter knife. “What’s going on?” She asked the person at the stand. Denis she thought.

A sokeefe shipper