Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32701432-20170308181230/@comment-28412230-20170312184557

The raven slightly stirred, grumbling as he grabbed a pillow and opened his eyes, which appeared to be slightly bloodshot.

''"G'morning, Leon," he chuckled, glancing at the window and analog clock, realizing it was about nine o'clock. Harvard managed to sit up, stretching his lanky arms.''

"What'd you like for breakfast?"