Board Thread:FN@F Roleplay/@comment-26437924-20150312005352/@comment-26437924-20150313171554

Tabby cocks her head as she sighs. "A regular day, as always." She pauses, looking at the food. "At least there's something to look foward to."

An olive-skin teen walks over, him yawning once a while. He looks in the kitchen. "A tazor? Mmm.. Must be dreaming again." The sentence was drawn out, and it sounded like he was tired. He steches, letting out a loud yawn. "Hi Ms.Tabby."