Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20170813062856/@comment-5385060-20170904015912

Jo promptly threw a welding mask at him. "Put that on!" She had a blow torch, and was in the process of welding smaller sheets of metal over the few holes that were sporadically scattered along the outer wall of the container. "What did you bring me?"

Apparently Jo had been busy. She'd pulled out the cushions of the sofa, and found four dollars in change. Put them back neater. Restocked and rearranged the food in the vending machine. Propped up the old mattress against the wall to make room for a new one. Got all the boxes down from the shelves and organized them into two piles; "keeps" and "chuck outs." Both phrases written on the appropriate boxes. The smell of cleaning products implied she had scrubbed clean the port-o-potty in the back. She was clearly going stir-crazy hiding out.