Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24197653-20140119055832/@comment-7489529-20140119141914

Bergen worried about the car, but his fears were put to rest as Cynthia embraced him. He was thankful that Irowin had let him use the bathroom for as long as he did. Soon, the carriage rattled to a stop in front of the restaurant. It was a small, but very classy place, that specialized in food from Cynthia's home country. Bergen sat down at a table, and was immediately served bread. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the small black car park in an alley nearby...