Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170801185328/@comment-26854056-20170812194957

"What can I say, I was in pressure."

He shrugged, trailing behind him with a small smile fixed on his face. He scooped up a few dozen necklaces of rosary beads from his bedside beforehand, clutching them close to his chest. After the entire gargoyle fiasco, he seemed to overpower himself with the necklaces out of paranoia, even leaving his own sketchbooks and art supplies somewhere in the garden to make room for them.

He looped a necklace that couldn't fit in his cramped bag around his hand absentmindedly, humming to himself before turning back to admire the view of the garden. Simply saying nothing as he relished the last few moments of safety and peace he could find.