Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170305121938/@comment-28412230-20170305171536

"No worries, Duck," the now 38-year-old Maxwell glanced down at the young teen whilst holding Adrien on his lap, "The plane's about to take off."

''The burnette nodded, sinking into his plane seat as the airplane began to travel forward, then shortly after, the quartet were taking flight. The young boy scrambled himself back in his seat next the older man, looking through the plane window.''

''"Whoa..." his voice trailed, absolutely mesmorized as he rested his faded indigo eyes on the clouds.''