Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20150905030041/@comment-26208189-20150906010059

Aria could always sleep fine, it's only that sometimes she didn't want to. Plus, she always glowed. It was hard to sleep if you are your own personal nightlight.

So she decided to sneak out again. This time, she wouldn't call Andrew. She wasn't going to dance pavilion. Not this time.

And so she climbed down the tower, black gloves covering her palms. They were ballgown gloves once. Then Aria cut out the finger and the arms of the gloves, and used it to climb down walls.