Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-28412230-20170514181310

''Before he could even process that Wendy's restricted body budged - and that she was possibly crying, Harvard grunted due to his position as he sunk back into his wheelchair. He readjusted his bandaged hands that cupped Wendy's small one, forming a soft smile at her once she rested her gaze on him.''

Harvard simply nodded, his thumb rubbing at the back of her hand.

"I'm alive, Wendy."