Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170607213356/@comment-28412230-20170611213002

"Maybe a little," the ombre shyly admitted, propping his legs crisscrossed on his spot of the three seat couch, delicately munching on the empanada that oddly comforted him despite it being too sugary, "I've been coughing a little bit yesterday, so I might have a flu eventually."

''He lightly exhaled, leaning forward to hesitantly sip some orange juice from the small carton, his head resting against the cushion of the sofa. Averting his gaze from the cieling, Harvard rested his feeble eyes on Leon once more, his hand intertwining with his lover's while continuing to eat the pastry.''

"Do you think we could stay here for the night? I'm too weak to go out again, and I feel like Orion's motorbike won't carry us all."