Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170222205200/@comment-24510587-20170323114840

Tim was sat atop a tree stump, his back turned to the rest of the gang. He made sure his head was not facing the others, as in the morning, he had taken off his mask, because the inside had gotten moist when he slept in it. Though the mask was a necessity if he didn't want to repel other people, it was refreshing to have a nice breeze caress his cheeks.