Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-30396618-20140521090232/@comment-24304510-20140522081110

"Yeah..." Lanse looked at his feet. In fact, the instrument had brought him more painful memories than good ones. But it was as much a part of his life as anything else he could think of. "It's the only thing that got me through some rough times...especially after I...lost you." Tonight was not a good night for Lanse's charisma.

As they crested the rise, he groped around for a bit before finally locating the handle of the case. Straightening back up, he nodded to Silvia. He felt a bit of his confidence returning, and decided to try being himself instead of a tongue-tied little boy. "Alright, you can take me back now. But good luck apologizing to my father for keeping me out this late." He put on a smirk, reverting to the wisecracking Lanse most people knew and had a love/hate relationship with.