Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-25726032-20161030025804/@comment-26821421-20161030160450

Bryson, lost in his own mind, watching the snow fall peacefully, didn't notice Riley left until he was out of his sight. "... I really need to work on that." He sighed, and stood back up. He looked around, not really sure of where Riley actually went. Suddenly, he heard a low growl-like noise. He looked around, ready to draw his swords, then realized it was his stomach. He shrugged, and entered to Snowdin shop with the intention of buying a cinnamon bunny. That, or a bisicle.