Sirilann Frostborn ([personal profile] sirifrostborn) wrote in [community profile] dndshs 2014-05-06 01:19 am (UTC)

She rolled her eyes as she walked past, setting her bag down on the bed that looked the least occupied. "Jesus Christ. Could you just. Calm down or something? I'm not gonna eat you." Siri headed back to the door and knealt down to pick up some of the fallen papers.
"Are you gonna help me pick up this mess, or what?" Oh, perfect. What had people told this kid about her?

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