Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24387293-20160415104808/@comment-26709630-20160419152605

Alicia glanced at the cooler that the Irish boy had brought out from the ceiling. Alicia stood up and took a lemonade from the cooler, looking over the ingrediants. She looked from Odhran to the cold drink in her hands. With a small, "Hm," Alicia returned to her seat, pulled a straw from her purse (who knows what kind of stuff she keeps in there), and took a dainty sip.

"Well, as far as I know, the stuff isn't harmful. Yet." She declared before taking another sip.