Melissa-Marie Jonstone
Call me M.J.“Oh, nothing much, just a few ingredients I threw together before leaving.” M.J. shrugged, taking the container back and stashing it away again. Looking to the girl beside her, M.J. started to smile, but the look on her face made her rethink speaking with her. She didn’t seem to be in the mood to talk. Waving to the newest addition to the boat, M.J.’s eyes slowly looked up to Leanne again. “And don’t worry about anything. You aren’t the only one that’s gone clumsy today, I fell on the platform myself.” She admitted, continuing to scratch Ishtar when the cat came closer. “Ishtar is an interesting name. A goddess or something right?”
Unsorted : First Year