Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-34458033-20170114180434/@comment-28754773-20170118130453

Khira looks at his broken glasses. He picks them up and starts walking.

Meridian: Hey, Khira! Where are you going?

Khira: Home.

Meridian: Why?

Khira: I am done with this day. Also, i need to repair my glasses.

Meridian: Please stay! I know you always have those contact lenses in your pockets, why not wear them?