Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150726225807/@comment-27235572-20150801030656

Quinn nearly heaved a sigh of relief as Calli moved away, but she knew that would be pretty mean. She really wasn't meant to deal with such displays of affection, even though she did have feelings for the tricksy coyote. While Quinn wanted to say something to relieve the tension, she didn't expect her vocal cords to work. She twirled her pen, contemplating it. She decided that unlike she could get up the nerve to talk again, she would just write down her replies.

"You have a fever there or something there Bunny Rabit?" Calli asked, acting tenderly towards her. Quinn supposed it was her way of asking if she was alright, because she had a sinking feeling that Calli was acutely aware of how uncomfortable she had been in that moment.

Quinn pulled a piece of paper off the notepad and wrote her reply. ''No, I don't have a fever. I'm quite alright. However, my vocal cords do not seem to be working and I doubt I could produce anything other than a squeak or an eh. Sorry, Calli. I didn't mean to cause any problems.'' Smiling nervously, she handed her the note, silently hoping she wasn't mad at her.

((If case you're curious, Quinn tends to think that things are her fault when things go wrong.))