Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170607213356/@comment-28412230-20170621225324

''The ombre exhaled lightly, his hand reaching out for his lover's shoulder as he lightly pecked his temple, pulling a chair beside the bed. He sat down on the chair, his hand peeling away from his shoulder as he wanted to respect the space.''

"Hey... It's Harvard. O-Ophelia's fine, if you're wondering..."