Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190206020003/@comment-25828117-20190324192840

"Careful. It's slippery..." The broker warned as he hoisted himself back up onto his feet again by one of the dock's wooden poles.

His glasses stood crooked on his nose still.

Ito would shuffle his way off the planks, not trusting himself with confident strides. Those were only fit to hurt his pride, and his bum.