Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20151119225003/@comment-24012109-20151221224402

"Pfft, I'm not that weak. But give it a few minutes or a boring convo and probably...", he trailed off as he stretched and rubbed his head. She was actually right, there was some of the pasta still clipping to his hair, but at this point he'd probably need a towel to get them accurately.

"But yes. That's why you're not a monster. Hell, if you were one, ya wouldn't be here getting drunk with your roommate in a bingin' fest. You're human because you are conflicted, and you still care about that. You just have the power to do something about it, in my eyes."