Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140112004028/@comment-3293219-20140116172800

Manja entered Nish's room, she stepped back as she remembered to knock.

"Everything alright?" She asked, kicking the door shut with her foot as Sinir walked in behind her.

"Mostly but I need something to wear that doesn't have blood on it." Nish explained, rummaging through the clothes in his room.

Manja watched his struggled with some glee as she relished that bitter-sweet moment, the moment that you know that you've saved the day.

"You mean like this?" She took the shirt from Sinir and spread it out infront of her. Nish stared at it in awe, until he snapped out of it.

"What the hell is that?"

"Your wedding clothes!" She snapped, throwing it in his ungreatful face.

Nish held it up and turned it around so that he could put it on, if it was something to wear, he'd take it.

"Stop!" Manja called out, getting his attention.

"What?"

"You're filthy and you've been lying in a bed for three days!" Manja reminded him as she snatched the shirt out of his hands and pointed to his washroom. "Bathe!"