Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170127182024/@comment-28412230-20170209222849

The burnette shrugged, picking the bubbly Duck from the ground, setting her on his shoulders, "Seriously though," he began, adjusting himself, "if you wanna let her know how you feel, you need to tell her when you get the chance," he paused, checking the analog clock on the wall, "which can be now or later, Quail-bird."