Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26551949-20150905194326/@comment-11163511-20150908152644

"I'm sorry to hear that. It must have been hard for you to get over such loss." Said Sam before drifting into the silence upon hearing such a thing. It made him wonder: how much time did he have left with his own parents? He hadn't been able to write to them in a while and he had no real idea if they're alright. He was fortunate enough to at least still have them in this life, not like his date for the night, whom had lost her mother so early in life.

'"Sir, which would you choose?" 'The waiter tapped on Sam's shoulder, breaking the silence of his little mind.''

"Uh, pardon me. I didn't quite hear what you said, would you mind repeating the options?" He weirdly grinned out of awkwardness.

((The waiter's a Non-Playable-Character, so feel free to make him talk in any way you see fit. His lines are in bold))