Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26971388-20160913012537/@comment-26709630-20160923212823

Gracie slipped her MirrorPhone out of her purse and almost choked on her cinnamon roll. "Oh my wand! It's nearly 11, and I never had the time to feed Fair Mane or ride him or- he must be so hungry... and restless... poor thing!" She had jumped up from the table. "Would you please excuse me? My horse- I forgot-" she felt breathless at the thought Fair Mane waiting hungrily (and grumpily) in his stall for Gracie.