Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20180404040922/@comment-26383377-20180427124109

The window is open, and a small bird is perched on the windowsill, looking at Dodie.

The door to the room opened, and a man in a formal suit stepped into the room, holding a tray of food.

“Ah, you’re awake.” He said, as he gently nudged the door shut with his foot. He approached the bed with the tray.