Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31597382-20190512140901

Clarita Robberts was sitting at a table in teh Castleterria. She had a big piece of bloody rare steak in front of her.

Someone was looking at her oddly, which made her smirk. This would be fun. This never got old. She picked the steak up with her hands, took a huge bite, and chewed it exageratedly. Bloody juice dripped down her chin.

She was not expecting for the person to laugh. "Who are you?" Clarita asked, wiping her chin and swallowing. No one laughed at that ever.  