Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190505235456/@comment-5583506-20190606225632

Evangeline sat up as carefully as she could, grimacing as the wound suffered some strain. The blue synthetic lenses in her eyes wandered from the wound and fixed on Tanner.

I hope to god I am not still blushing.

She wanted to say something to him then and there, but found that the words got caught in her throat. "Would  you..." she began, before the sentence hit a solid wall.