by Wildmagic_warrior » Sun Mar 06, 2011 3:40 pm
Milo raised an eyebrow, but he could tell she didn't want to talk about it. So instead, but sat on the end of her bed and placed the bowl of soup on the table within Mayia's reach. "Okay, then," he said with a shrug. "You can eat the soup if you want- it might help wake you up a bit. Or," here he grinned, "I could run back to my room and see if I can find my brother's old fiddle. I'm an awful fiddle player- I'm sure the noise will have you awake in no time."
I'm Wildmagic_warrior,
but you can call me Wild.
Pronouns: he / him



I have a bachelor's degree in Russian Studies. I also love stage management and theater tech! English is my first language, but I also speak Russian and sign ASL.