Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-2173402-20160210013219/@comment-5385060-20160217013317

The car stopped outside the bank, but the driver didn't go in there. He headed down the street. Milo grabbed his backpack, got out the truck. He walked over to the car, and begun working picking the lock using a flat long metal object. The alarm didn't go off. The car was a beaut too; tempting him to blow it up. Alas, he couldn't. This was just something small. Apparently there were also a couple of stink bombs amongst his tools. He threw a couple inside, let them smash. Before any green smog could make it to him, he slammed the door shut. Unzipped his pants, peeded on the driver side door. Zipped back up again, and returned to the truck.

"Okay, about Spencer's car; if his folks ain't in, we'll see what we can do."