Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-34458033-20161127010108/@comment-34458033-20161129002459

"Poor Bryson."

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When she finished typing, Dakota printed out document, folded it up and felt around for a pen. She found one and using her other hand to feel where the pen was writing, she wrote Bryson's name  in large, sloppy letters. When she was finished, she went to the living room window, opened it, and slid the letter out. She listened as it feel to the alley below before closing the window again and sitting on the couch.