Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-30046039-20170121003933/@comment-31605619-20170121162327

Quince sighed, then sat up straight. "Okay, fine, whatever. Do you want something to hide them? A backpack would work."

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Finally, Ryley's shift ended. She hung up her apron, signing out, and she grabbed her purse before walking briskly out of the store. Her best guess was that Quince was still in the workshop, so she turned left, heading that way.