Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-4598697-20190806011849/@comment-31597382-20190807124834

Esmee jumped. This was one of the few times someone's first impression of her wasn't perfect, but right now she didn't really care. "Uh, sure."

Why was she so attached to this hoodie? Yes it was soft, and warm, and the best thing to wear to bed, but it was old, and said Sagitarius Pride, it had belonged to her sister. (Actually that was probably why she liked it so much, her sister and her were pretty distant and didn't share hardly anything.)

"My name's Esmee la Chance." She voiced.