Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-2173402-20170623002151/@comment-5385060-20170623004920

Carol hid in one of the stalls, holding a sheet of toilet roll to soak up some of the tears. She hadn't even bothered to rip it away from the roll. In vein, she tried to muffle the sounds of her sobs, but she was too emotionally hurt to surpress them. She hadn't even heard what they were saying downstairs.

One of the girls not present to the clear abuse down stairs just walked out the toilets, not even bothering or caring enough to see if Carol was okay. Beatrice should have been there for Carol, but she too didn't want to feel the wrath of Mandy.