Open Rp// Dilemmas most moral
- #12 was drinking his usual Strawberry slushie as he took notice that Gold had left him some contacts that he had to judge. He wadded that up and tossed into the wastebasket beside his desk. He was so tired of making people guessing what lies deep in their hearts, he kinda just wanted some time to chill and maybe,actually have a conversation within the mansion or online, without having to judge them-









