Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140323233223/@comment-24296957-20140329183633

Triste's shaking had stopped, replaced with an even more overwhelming feeling of embarrasment. She didn't have anything to say, even when she felt the aura burst right next to her. All she could think of was her lack of social skills. How she was wrong. How she was imperfect.

She shook her head, whispering, "Good luck, Tanner..."