Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-31606441-20170429230204

"Where the hell is hell going?! Danastia murmured, doing rolls and tumbles around the living room to try and not disturb the two. Opening and closing the door quickly and quietly, she jogged to room 205 in her orange NY hood, tropical pink flip flops, and short black and white shorts. She hesitated, but knocked.