Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20151221111001/@comment-933831-20160219095249

Brick frowned as Chamoisee groaned, making his way over. He very cautiously crouched next to her bed, lest he put his knee through the floor. In his hands, he cracked the patch back and forth, starting the hot and cold cycle. "Alright, Chammy, just let me know where I'm sticking this thing." He figured she'd want some help.

Comfortingly, he patted the back of her head, making sure to not impale himself on the quills. "'S'Alright, I don't mind helping you out."