Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-8182065-20160818102716/@comment-8182065-20170103101902

Rina lifted up her arm, taking a quick sniff underneath her armpit before she was mortified by the foul odor. "Gross! I smell like Blaine's socks..." she spoke, thinking back to one occassion at Beacon where he was tossing dirty laundry everywhere, in order to find his handheld game system.

Blaine was about to protest to the thought by lifting his finger up, but then dropped it back to his side, since he hadn't exactly washed his clothes in a while now.

As they arrived at the restaurant, Bastet offered them a few drinks on the house, as a reward for their efforts. For the time being, she told them to sit down and relax a bit, before they discussed the events at the lab.