Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170213235458/@comment-28412230-20170214231529

''As the older man started finishing packing his things, a folded piece of paper slipped out of one of his notebooks. '''I don't remember having that... 'He thought, bending down to pick up the note, unfolding it as he adjusted his glasses, beginning to read it.

'Hey,

'It's me - Alice; I'm doing okay - but get this, I recently heard that Naomi's expecting a baby, and she said that she's gonna name him Jackson! Isn't that just adorable, Quail? You should really visit the states with me on my next trip. You already missed her wedding, and she's married to this bloke named Maxwell, I believe. I should probably stop writing this letter; I'm about to go to their baby shower.'

Sincerely, Alice'

''Maxwell's expression returned to it's old distaste, folding the note once more as he put them in his luggage. Who was Alice? Did she have a disliking to him? These questions wondered in his mind for a brief moment before shaking them off.''