Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7838080-20150722214421/@comment-7838080-20150723230834

Esfir continue to silently stew in her own anger, her temper starting to roil underneath the surface of her skin. It could easily explain why the snow haired girl was now starting to get so redfaced...and just red in general. And it was all directed at herself.

All because I couldn't perform my best in the initiation...my own ambition...it's all her damn fault for getting into my fucking head...

The girl then, in a bit of what might considered a cathartic release, slammed her hand onto her nightstand with an audible CRAACK. The resulting force left a decent sized dent in it, and little of her temper vented.