Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20170914125356/@comment-25363089-20170918032926

Margrit chuckled. "Well. I might know some folks in Mistrial that is if you are up to moving. I'd offer you a job at my husband's work. But i couldn't do that to you. Your skills are here making desserts for folks. Not stacking boxes.". Margrit told the man as she took the recipes. "Thank you so much. You've helped us out during those days back in beacon. An you allowed this old faunus to relive one of few happy memories left. Thank you so much sir.". Margrit told the old man as she dabbed her eyes with the napkin as she could now feel the tears coming down like rain. "Gah if my parents saw me. They'd probably smack me.". Margrit said laughing about it as she quickly stopped crying.