Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160919181533/@comment-3293219-20160924203621

A loud thud could be heard, like something had toppled over.

Then... silence...

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"Bon appetite then." Doug shrugged, passing her his tray before placing Squanto's bowl by the dog's side.

"Damn... They hit us hard this mornin', huh?"