Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170329223926/@comment-31606441-20170408012149

Danastia nodded, picking up her pace to match with his. "There it is!" Door number 198!" Danastia murmured, loud enough for a few people to here. I wonder what they're like.. she thought, stopping by the door and waiting for her brother to pull out the keys.

She could here bath water running, and a possible microwave as well. Maybe more than one person loves here. "Hey Orian, who al lives here?" She asked, shuffling her feet and gripping her pocket knife anxiously.