Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27181220-20150630214851/@comment-27181220-20150701225554

Hillary walked into her dorm. She plopped on her bed and didn't even bother to chnage into her pajams, because tomorrow was Saturday. She dreamt all night about the amazing time she and Tristan had. "It's true love," Hillary thought. "And I'm confident we can write our own destinies. Together."

((Should we end this here?))