Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190723001543/@comment-24123288-20190816220153

It was at that point Morgan chose to get up and move to a table on her own. She sat down and prodded at her bandages. It hurt. Like hell.

''Fuck man, I can just imagine you fussing over me, Rook. ''She thought as she leaned back and took another sip of whiskey. I'd have been whisked away to bed by now, if you were around.

She sighed and prodded at the communicator in her ear.

"Hello? Denis?"