Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24387293-20160415104808/@comment-26956198-20160417200856

Odhran sat at the back of the class-ic room, trying to curse himself to be deaf so that he wouldn't have to listen to a group of girls moaning about being bored and insulting each other. All he wanted was a few minutes of silence to finish a sketch of a grove of hawthorn trees that he had been recently working on. Failing his experiment, he heard another boy, after looking up at him Odhran knew his name was Ari, say something about a card game and instantly the drawing was forgotten, "Deal me a hand, Ari. What you planin' on playin' ?"