Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140909202110/@comment-5583506-20140913233210

(You too!)

Myling looked at Rowan as crawled into his sleeping bag and then turned to face the wall. She stood still for a moment. The night was quiet, apart from the drunken laughter of a regular customer at the bar counter.

She made a decision to drag her sleeping bag over the room and next to his. She crawled down beside him in order to keep both him and herself warm. When she was the closest to him, she leaned over him, brought her scarf down beneath her chin and kissed him on the cheek.

"Goodnight... Rowan", she whispered and slept remarkably well that night, lying next to him.

(Daaaw... <3)