Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170113162801/@comment-30115707-20170125204026

Usakii wrote: Quail huffed and buried his head into his scarf, trying to hide the tint of red on his cheeks.

"Good afternoon to you too, Christina. I see you've already made yourself comfortable." Christina sighed, letting go. Stuffing her hands back into the warmth of her pockets.

" Lighten up, Q "