Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13427943-20140505005903/@comment-13427943-20140511062902

(Skiping Lt)

Wolfe began to hum an old tune, one similar to the tune of his first dance. The photo brought back so many memories, painful memories. He took a swig of his beer and put out the cigarette.

He heard a rush of footsteps getting closer, running towards the balcony Is it her?