Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20140103051911/@comment-10324268-20140105021434

Irowin looked at the Professor with distaste. He was short and fat. He had no facial hair and almost no hair on his head. He looked almost like a fat ugly baby. He had a small bowtie over a mustard yellow plaid shirt and sespenders. As soon as he started talking Irowin new that she was going to hate his class. He spoke in a singular monotone voice.

Irowin sat in the back of the class next to the rest of her team. To her left was Nevaeh, then Bergan. To her right was Regda. When class had officially started Irowin looked over to Regda and felt guilty. She had been giving him a hard time all day for a vase that she didn't even really care about. Irowin pulled a piece of paper out and wrote I'm sorry for this morning, I didn't mean to offend you. She passed it over to him.