Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-9087084-20130816194442/@comment-9087084-20130820045616

Marianne pondered his words. "Someone...like Logan?" The lute player was her only friend. Or, what she considered a friend. She wouldn't admit it, but the blind boy meant alot to her. Who discovered her on that day? Who took the time to clean her wounds and take her in? Who decided it was worth the trouble to bring around everywhere, including Beacon?

Logan. So if Black was the same as Logan....then maybe it would be alright in liking him back. She smiled. "Sure. I'll like you back. Your my friend now too!"