Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26915308-20190930025851/@comment-26892768-20191003123419

The white-haired girl - last name Schnee, apparently - is rubbing her temples in exasperation, and looks like she wants to say something... but she's beaten to it.

Flippy might catch a bit of movement out of the corner of his eye, and if he were to follow it, he would see a bar of chocolate land at his feet. Dark chocolate, to be precise.

"There, have some chocolate," Rachael/Rottytops remarks, buttoning up a pocket of her trenchcoat. "Can't be worried when there's chocolate! All your troubles with this rudeness thing will just melt away...then you can be troubled about the fact that we're all about to be flung into a forest filled with creatures who all only have the sole desire for all of us to be dead, like a normal person!"