Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-8182065-20170509041231/@comment-8182065-20171219084751

As Blaine put the sugar back down onto the counter, he watched Nickelae's performance as he lept through the window. He had clapped his hands profusely, as he had managed to not trip and fall flat on his face.

"Nice moves, Nick," he cheered before turning his attention back to his coffee.

Amy had sighed, shaking her head after witnessing the stunt. He could have used the door. He could have just worn his shoes... she thought to herself. Although to be honest, she was glad that everyone was able to be themselves even in situations such as the one they're in. A small smile had shown on her face, one that her teammate had noticed; Blaine had given his leader a smug look, as though he was trying to communicate the phrase, "You know you like being around us," even though she seemed annoyed most of the time.

"Do you plan on stirring your coffee with your finger?" Amy had changed her expression, now scowling at her teammate. Before Blaine could respond, he looked down to the table, noticing he did in fact forget to grab a utensil to blend everything together in his mug. He kept his mouth shut, and whistled as he made his way into the kitchen. He waved to Margrit, and then dug through the drawers in the search for a nice clean spoon.

Mason had then emerged from upstairs, greeting everyone while he walked over to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee himself.