Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24012109-20150401205139/@comment-24678303-20150419031609

Aureole sits there, listening intently as he tells his story. Even with his hand sliding down to her side, she doesn't mind and keeps listening. After he yawns, she catches the disease and succumbs to the action, yawning after him. She reaches to one of the bags and grabs a blanket, quickly draping it over the two of them without leaving his grip. Her hand comes to rest on his hand, and soon her head tilts to obe side slightly, resting on his shoulder ever so slightly.