Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31597382-20190411203906/@comment-26890640-20190411204912

Margot Faryner trudged in with as much enthusiasm as a diabetic in a candy house. That is to say, zero. Then again that seemed to just be how Margot was. A bulky duffle bag was slung over one shoulder, causing them to lean to one side. Frankly they already seemed defeated and the contest hadn't even begun.