Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26543176-20141120231136/@comment-24684131-20141120233516

Marrol stood with her back to the window of the coffee shop she was supposed to be in. She was nervous, the knot in her stomach only worsening once she saw that the person she was supposed to be meeting was already inside. She was fidgeting, a lot. Instead of wearing her usual, comfortable day clothes, she had opted for a cream coloured skirt with a white blouse and black undershirt, the cowbell on her neck visible as always.

Sighing, Marrol slapped her cheeks gently, shaking her head as she cleared away her nerves and finally decided to enter.

The door chimed as she opened it and she swiftly moved to the table Orion sat at.

"U-uhm, hey Orion." She said in a quiet voice, ears flicking slightly, as if swatting at a fly that wouldn't leave her alone.