Thread:Rose thorn rocks/@comment-27147599-20180102170120/@comment-27824390-20180107180823

Darkson nipped at the back of her neck gently.

Marla came back into her room, huffing. "Honestly, i'm surprised you aren't dead yet." She placed the chicken noodle soup on the metal tray that was resting on top of the bedsheets over his lap, then she reached into a drawer in her nightstand, sighing, then pulled out a head thermoneter, taking the cap off she then rubbed the smooth top across his head, getting his temperature, her eyes widened. "How the hell are you still awake right now?"