Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13427943-20180714100626/@comment-4681758-20180726015821

"R-Right... Of course.", Ciarán stammered as he pulled his coat a little tighter, trying his best to hide the wooden stake he'd kept in a pocket over his heart. One day...

"Don't even, you love it.", Brand teased as he gently pushed her off his chest.