Shade lolled her head to look up at Black. Her eyes were red from crying and her shirt could probably be used for hamster bedding, "A few seconds ago you were saying Obsidian was useless. Now you're saying he was "doing all the work" If that makes sense to you Ivy was right. You are a retard."
Ivy pushed open the door and stepped inside. A breif glance around showed her a large soft looking bed, a dark mahogony desk with a light brown file folder on it and two long couches. One whole wall was a bookshelf and two doors led out of the room across the room, One was a closet and one a bathroom...
ooc// wow shade's cruisin for a bruisin...