In his room:
He sits, not looking at anything, not thinking of anything.
He sits, and tries not to breath in her scent, and see where she has been, to feel the touch of her aura.
Billy sits in his room and sighs, knowing no rest will come for him now. He is tired and the day only seems to go on and on before him.
(ooc: The threads go as follows: Molly, then Rachel, then Stephanie.)
He sits, and tries not to breath in her scent, and see where she has been, to feel the touch of her aura.
Billy sits in his room and sighs, knowing no rest will come for him now. He is tired and the day only seems to go on and on before him.
(ooc: The threads go as follows: Molly, then Rachel, then Stephanie.)