Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-14843841-20131203215246/@comment-4806269-20131203223636

Della rambled in the Beacon gardens, trying to breath fresh air and looking at people. She saw there weren't too many of them. "Hm, how weird, shouldn't this place be with more people here at this time? Oh well...", she thought.

She kept filling her lungs with fresh air when suddently felt a pleasant scent; chocolate. Strong and sweet smell. Guided by her nose, she walked towards where Viola was sitting. She arrived, and then noticed it was chocolate cake, one of her favorites! and that a pale, white-haired young man in purple clothes was eating it.

Della, being the social but eccentric butterfly she is, stared at the cake; her mouth getting watery, she NEEDED to take a bite a least. Then she said to Viola: "Hmmmm, chocolate cakes, that's one of my favorites!", giggling.