Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170305121938/@comment-26854056-20170308203949

"Ah yes, the first time we met. You tried to murder me with an old wine bottle while trying to give yourself a concussion on the cell bars. How.. Romantic."

He rolled his eyes, scooping up a squirmy Dove while tickling her. Trying to tug her away from the bandages on her face as she squealed, crawling over to her mother while trying to hide under the blankets, waving one of her chubby arms to try and beckon her sister over.