Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20151213185955/@comment-25828117-20151215223546

However when she entered the kitchen her boots splashed into a shallow puddle.

The faucet was still running, huge flames were rising from the furnace and a pile of dead wildlife was stinking next to a fridge which was stuffed with nothing else but nuka-cola bottles.

Royston quickly joined and passed her, holding the napkin from earlier and used to to slap the flames, hoping that would help, when the napkin caught fire it let it drop into the overrunning sink and tried again.

"Vous would help?" It asked still giddy.