Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-34458033-20161228030511/@comment-26821421-20161230064836

Bryson laughed, stopping himself from laughing, like,  really  loud. Partly because they were in an apartment, and partly because his throat was hoarse.

His hood was not on, yet the window was opaque enough for people not to see him through it unless they actually tried. He did not yet notice Italias' presence.