Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32701432-20170308181230/@comment-28412230-20170325222140

Before he could properly close his sleep deprived eyes, his breath hitched slightly as his former beloved hauled him out of the bathtub and delicately placed down on the rug, as well as being bundled up in a white bathrob.

''The ombre's head was spinning, probably due to the amount of blood he lost as his raised his clean arm, reaching out to the mirror, indicating that there was a post-it note on it. After that, he rested his arm around Leon's shoulder, attempting to heave himself up to his level, but failed miserably as he jolted backward, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.''

I'm sorry it had to be this way...

Meanwhile, Adrien the Golden Retriever peered from the restroom entrance, whining as his tail was in between his legs, his rich chocolate gaze resting on the sad duo.