Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-27147599-20181124220120/@comment-34052734-20181201033337

“She just doesn’t get it, does she?” Casimir smugly told himself, snorting. He wandered away in search of a glass of wine. Frederik appeared to still be out alone and Reinham was doing who knows what.

Ezekiel shook his head, regretting even allowing himself to steal anything. He reluctantly swindled himself a neat button-down collared-shirt and vest, along with sleek black pants. He finessed a necktie and golden pin, his sense of style apparent even when he had to hurry. The young man speedily exited the store. It would be later that he realizes that he was oblivious to the fact of missing something.