Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5726563-20140107064840/@comment-24087318-20140108004513

Olivia walked out of the stall, towel wrapped around her body, water still dripping from her hair and the tips of her rabbit-ears. Looking down at Messer, her face starting to flush itself pink, clearly somewhat flustered but not in any way that would lend to the assumption one of the two did something wrong.

"Uhm...hi! Good morning! Sorry am I in the way?"