Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170213235458/@comment-28412230-20170221222937

''Maxwell blinked, his eyebrows furrowing in concern for the woman. Her torso had significantly shrinked, her skin was becoming as pale as porcelain, and her eyes were telling a thousand words.''

Sleepless.

Lifeless.

Lost.

''The older man opened his mouth to contradict Alice, but closed it to not let the short conversation drag on. He filled the glass with water with three ice cubes, and left the kitchen before whispering to her, "If you want to talk to me, you can."''