Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20140818141702/@comment-13488655-20140829211753

"... Yeah... I'm not good with lots of shouting. My family lived in a area where there were a lot of protests when I was a kid... It wasn't a very nice experience for me." Rackley explained to Nataliya somewhat nervously as he tried to keep a small smile on his face, ignoring a few bad memories that were trying to creep into his mind.

"Darn... Gotta clean the floor after the trip... Oh wait! Did you eat your pudding last night?" Maria asked Imogen, turning her head towards the last place she saw the pudding and baked spaghetti after checking the floor for crumbs, feeling a bit annoyed that it got dirty so quickly.