Board Thread:Furry Roleplay/@comment-30024726-20161022194257/@comment-28511184-20161022214244

Andrew inhaled and began to walk skittishly towards the dorms, "6....5...4..." He paused and backed up, "Dorm Number 5." The Border Collie unzipped a key from his across strap leather tote (or a man-purse, some twits called it) and fished out a key.