Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20161027002533/@comment-24123288-20161104190319

Harriot wandered to grab a shovel and held it close to her. She sighed softly again and hung her head for a minute.

"I'll...plan't something nice on you. Like a tree or some shit.." She whispered, sadly.

Gods...I need some Jet to dull this..