Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160817222408/@comment-13488655-20161106081523

"... Yes. Who is it?" Flint groaned as he rubbed his head with a small groan, staring at his pillow in disbelief before he forced himself slowly to get out of bed. After a small rub of his hand against his face, he then walked towards the door and glanced through the looking glass to see who was disturbing his few seconds of sleep.

"... Auntie Margrit? What brings you here?"