Rp #3 Balthier needs a stiff one (open)
Balthier was a nervous wreck. Of couse, to everyone this might come off as slightly agitated.
He was furious with his father. Every other thought running though Balthier's head was one of painful punishment unleashed on his father. The balance of his thoughts either fretted for that girl or the conscuiences his father would surley face.
Balthier blamed himself, certainly if he had been a better son, if he hadnt gone gallvanting off perhaps, jsut *maybe* his father wouldnt have turned into an animal.
Balthier made a frusterated snarl and vengfully failed the mid term he was trying to grade, it started out inane, so the rest of it was sure to be worse. He rocked back in his chair crossing his arms and staring at the wall angirly.
He was furious with his father. Every other thought running though Balthier's head was one of painful punishment unleashed on his father. The balance of his thoughts either fretted for that girl or the conscuiences his father would surley face.
Balthier blamed himself, certainly if he had been a better son, if he hadnt gone gallvanting off perhaps, jsut *maybe* his father wouldnt have turned into an animal.
Balthier made a frusterated snarl and vengfully failed the mid term he was trying to grade, it started out inane, so the rest of it was sure to be worse. He rocked back in his chair crossing his arms and staring at the wall angirly.