Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170607213356/@comment-26854056-20170610212549

Clyde looked slightly offended before shaking his head, knowing fully well that it was something his mother would do. Perhaps this wasn't the only time Elizabeth had snapped, regarding the purple bruises that littered his oddly pale skin.

He munched on an apple slice that Leon gave him prior, yawning tiredly due to the fact he missed his afternoon nap.

"...That.. Makes sense I guess. She's been acting kinda loopy since dad... Well- Nevermind."

He put the apple slice's Tupperware onto the coffee table, plucking out a carton of juice from god knows where.

"What I don't get is why they would just ignore each other like this. Or at least interact. Uncle Leo refuses to even go near Mister Harvard's room and shakes like a leaf when he does!"