Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140112004028/@comment-3293219-20140115142429

(Sorry, I know I said that I would only be an hour but I didn't want to stay at college. Really wanted to go home and get away from it.)

Lilly had finally woken, clocking in 8 hours sleep...

She yawned and stretched, something that she never did on normal days but today was special, because she didn't feel tired after waking up. She quickly reached over her covers and grabbed her robes, she was about to put them on, when she realised that she had been wearing these black robes for weeks, long before Dunlammus stabbed her.

The witch went over to a chest of drawers and began to rummage through the clothes, throwing the rejects to one side and forgetting that someone had folded the clothes so that they were neat. She wasn't inconsiderate, just abscent minded...

''Too bright, too old looking... *sniff sniff* too smelly!''

She had finally found the perfect outfit, hidden at the bottom of the drawer, an old fashioned mourner's outfit.

After throwing it on, she went to check on her most dire patient, hoping that he had woken up early.