Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170925025051/@comment-5385060-20171006205338

"Yes," Milo said, looking to Gregory. "We play next week, two nights after school. I went for thursday and friday. We don't get paid, but that brings onto this..." He pulled some money out of his back pocket. "I sold the engine from Hattrick's car to the Greasers for fifty bucks."

"Oh, hell yeah!" said Jo, enthusiastically. She started absentmindedly zipping and unzipping one of the many pockets on her jeans. "You did blow it up, right?"

"Nah. I figure it will take him a while to find the problem," said Milo. The notion to blow it up did occur to him, but the engine idea was a sort of gift that kept on giving.