Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170607213356/@comment-26854056-20170803163204

'''Mhm. They chose it themselves. Besides, those two were hell-bent on getting you their own gift. They even pressured Adrien to sign the card!'''

Leon sat down on the chair, picking at the last of his own breakfast as he chuckled, only to chug his mug of strong black coffee as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Turning back to Harvard, he mischievously smirked, his voice muffled from the pancake that was sloppily shoved in his mouth.

"You feel old yet? Do your joints hurt, gramps?"