Betrayal at House on the Hill

[angelcage]

[ You sleep, the ground cold beneath your cheek. The ground is hard as stone, cold marble beneath a fine layer of dust that doesn't come anywhere near acting as a cushion. The dust stirs with your breathing.


>> Wake up ]

Comments

[withintreason]

[ lmao @

honestly just doesn't respond, takes one more look at her and just turns away ]

This conversation is pointless.

[dishonestliving]

[wow, rude]

Pretty much. Have fun in Munchkinland, I'm gonna figure my way out of this place.

[flouncing! and then stomping off when said flounce does not get the attention she feels it rightly deserves]

[withintreason]

[ bye felicia ]