Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170213235458/@comment-26854056-20170221171131

Quail nodded to Maxwell as he went back inside, having checked on the grieving Alice.

"She's doing alright, if that was what you were going to ask. She's already downed two bottles of vodka, other than that, she's out cold. Best thing we can do is make sure she doesn't do anything stupid"

He sighed, wrapping the now cardboard like pizza in cling film and putting it into the fridge, as Ducky bounced around, trying to stop Bramble from biting Dr.Hoots, oblivious to the situation