Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27396384-20170703182714/@comment-27458579-20170714001746

"Oh," I exclaim to Jamie, thinking of an estimated number that could accurately describe the amount of people in our 'clique'. "maybe a little less than a dozen total. But, who knows. Maybe we'll pick up people throughout our journey." I say positively as I untangle the braid that's displayed over my left shoulder, releasing smooth, soft locks of long, dark brown, almost black, hair flow for just a minute. While that minute ceases, I begin to braid it again, starting at the base of my right ear and braiding it all the way down to the bottom. I strum away the loose hairs in my face that were unable to fit into the braid back behind my ears as I let out a sigh.