Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-28412230-20170531134154

Weak as hell, depressed, and my cheek fucking hurts.

''Harvard answered with rather vulgar language, not even caring at this point to repeat the sentence once more; thankfully, he was aware that children were in the apartment. Ultimately, the woman found the ombre in the sofa, arranging the sleeping bags and properly folding the toddlers' clothes.''

Physically, his entire body looked extremely feeble and mentally drained; the dark circles under his eyes colored a sickening shade of blues and purples, his eyes were incredibly strained and were practically dilating independently, and his pale skin was colored as if it were porcelain.

Really though, he continued his thought, just finishing folding Bonnie's vibrant colored shirt and setting her assortment of toys in a basket, After the shit that happened at Liza's, Leon agreed to put me on suicide watch, so steer clear of that...