Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20180404040922/@comment-26383377-20180428082357

The fly would have found itself on an island far off the coast of the US mainland. Heavily armed and armored, with guards patrolling everywhere. It was a place far from home.

“That’s an awful waste of good bacon.” The man sighed, standing up. “It’s alright, I’ll get you another tray. Have some water, at least.” He nodded to the glass of water that sat on the table near her bed.