Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160817222408/@comment-13488655-20161110190353

A short while later, Flint slowly began to enter the room. It was such a warm and cosy difference with the cold front outside. He couldn't help but feel tired. He didn't even want to spend any energy turning on the lights. He just walked over to the nearest bed, not even noticing at first that Margrit was there. But the bed was so soft that he couldn't even be bothered to get up.