Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20160914130216/@comment-4059927-20170623232436

"Lets see." Derby took a moment, brushing his chin thoughtfully. "Someone spray painted the front of the building, there's damage to many items inside that need to be attended to, oh and Chad's dog needs to be walked-"

"Woah, we're here to clean up the damage. Not babysit a dog." Gregory interrupted.

"You're here to do exactly as I say." Derby's tone grew cold. "Little man."

"Fuck off, you rich cunt." Erick stepped forward, promptly pushing Derby back. Malcolm and Bif tensed, ready to attack when given the order.

"Stand down, boys." Derby raised his hand, and like guard dogs both Malcolm and Bif eased off.