Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-26854056-20170607173231

Bonnie tilted her head, suspiciously confused.

"It's not what...?" She continued to stare at Ophelia, only to immeditely move on, forgetting what she was talking about as she quickly forgot what she was talking about, excitedly rocking back and forth on Ophelia's lap while rambling.

"But how?!"

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After a few minutes, the duo were already outside of the apartment, the pretty pastel cottage only a few yards away. Leon squeezed Harvard's hand, tearing away quickly as he knocked on the wooden door, a knot forming at the back of his throat. As footsteps slowly approached, he sent one last alarmed look at him before the door slowly opened, revealing Elizabeth in her signature yellow dress.

"Leo, my dear, I'm so glad you cam-" She paused, her gaze narrowing for a split second once she caught sight of Harvard, her voice retaining a slight passive-aggressiveness.

"Oh. It's you."

She pursed her lips, a pondering look on her face as she slowly nodded, re-applying her cheerful facade.

"Leon, come inside. Help yourself to some cookies and try not to strain yourself. You still need to recover from that nasty fall from the stairs, hm?"