Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170607213356/@comment-26854056-20170704185505

Leon gave an exasperated sigh, unsuccessfully hiding the tiny smile on his face by stubbornly glaring at him despite finding the situation endearing.

"I hope you did. Glitter is the herpes of craft supplies!"

Clyde, however, seemed to take no notice of the condition his aunt was in. Seemingly understanding the situation and its effects. Bonnie... Didn't take it as smoothly.

"WHAT?! WHY- DOES SHE REMEMBER ME?! DOES SHE REMEMBER HOW TO MAKE THOSE FOAM SCRAPBOOKS?! HOW ABOUT ADDIE AND CLYDE?!!"