Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20140616232244/@comment-24768547-20140826042230

Ophelia woke up with a bad case of bed hair. "Huuuh...?" she mumbled, rubbing her eyes. Fifteen minutes later, she was dressed and heading out of the inn. Her eyes were still half shut and she groaned nonsense about not wanting to go to the market to her mother.