Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30559258-20170708044829/@comment-30559258-20170713070111

Sally, satisfied with her casual gratitude, left the stage and went back to Mouson, whom she had sort of abandoned.

"Sorry" she said, "I didn't mean to leave you."

"S'okay" he said, "someone had to thank her for preventing us from becoming the last generation of our stories!" he joked.

Sally laughed so hard she squeaked, something she was never proud of. "Oops."

"Oh, come on, I thought it was cute!" he assured her, his blue eyes meeting her brown. "Wanna keep dancing?"

"Sure!" she answered, a little too excitedly. Despite her smartass demeanor, he seemed to bring out a softer side in her.