Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-27396384-20170508024909

''She sighed, glancing at Harved's room. She wanted to check on her best friend, but it seemed so cruel to leave the poor paralyzed child by herself. She rubbed the back-palm of Wendy's hand with her thumb. She fought off tears as yet again she wondered how this could have happened. She didn't have the money to replace her Subaru - it had been too badly damaged - but this was the least of her worries. It seemed that both were stable, but Harvard had lost a leg, and Wendy could develop PTSD from all this. The poor thing couldn't even MOVE!''