Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170224211505/@comment-26854056-20170225190750

The child's bright grin contrasted her brother's stressful muttering into the phone, she remained oblivious, rummaging around in her bag for her "bucket list".

"Y-yes. Alright. What time are visiting hours again?" Quail scribbled something onto a notepad, arguing with the receptionist at the end of the line. As soon as the line was cut, he sighed, a surprisingly worried look on his face as he stuffed the notepad into the pocket. Ducky slightly distracting the others for the time being.