Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26889090-20181031145705/@comment-27993411-20181102092220

Chandler squeals a little due to the sad loss of some of her hair; but then returns to her sassy and devilishly cunning stance. She smiled a little; but returned to her frown.

"Y'know, this could be beautiful. Would you allow me and Heather here to have... a little creative freedom?" She reached deep into the emerald handbag Duke was carrying, pulling out a deep violet blazer. "I always keep a spare blazer handy... you never know..."

Soon enough Duke was circling Smoke, observing her body. "You could lose a few pounds, but we'll work on it."