Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140429222522/@comment-3293219-20140502221908

Set chuckled to himself faintly before shaking his head, unable to stop smiling.

"Well, it sounds like I have a lot to deal with tomorrow..." He replied, looking back over to her and placing his hands on her hips.

"I'll... Try to get some sleep, maybe I'll be able to remember... something tomorrow and if not, then I guess we can work on it together, right?"

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The addicts began to place themselves around the room, sitting on crates, bedrolls and on the coffee table. It was at this moment that Isis felt a massive weight on her feet as one of the addicts sat on them, mercifully, he wasn't that heavy. Him sitting on her feet pulled the sheet down, revealing the top of her head, the addict grabbed at the head end of the sheet, looking somewhat bewildered at the fact that she was there. To her surprise, he hurridly covered her up again and sat back on the couch, trying to act natural, he seemed to be hiding her from the others...