Log of a Roleplay I did sometime last year, Young Emily finds out that it isn't quite the finishing school she thought it was. Sophie Thorne: sits behind her desk filing her long red nails. Her long black hair hanging down as she bends forward. She had heard the knock but it did good to let them wait a little bit she found, she wondered what this new one would be like. She stood up, out of the chair, and walked to door, pulling a riding crop off the back of it which had been hanging there, holding it in her hand at her side and stood back a bit. "Come in" she said in a clear voice… Read more
