Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170925025051/@comment-4059927-20180104063821

"Of course." Gregory started off on a couple of notes and allowed for Leroy to get his beat. Behind him Erick took a seat at his drum set and started to also play some notes as well.

-The Autoshop-

After checking on the condition of the van Michael was leaving the shop when he looked around and realized he was surrounded. It was the Jocks. At the center of this little ambush stood Ryan Irvin himself. His former best friend. Michael tightened up, he thought his variables over. Sure he was outgunned but he'd fought his way out of tough situations before, but they didn't seem combative, at least not yet.

"What's going on, Mike?" Ryan asked, crossing his arms.

"Leaving the autoshop." Michael replied. "Going to get a bite with my girl, what's this about?"

"Ted is kinda curious about what you and your little friends are doing with Kyla and a couple of the other cheerleaders." Ryan went on to explain.

"Then why didn't Ted come ask me, instead of sending his bitch after me?" Michael chuckled, loosening up a bit "We're just playing music, we aren't fucking your little sluts so you can just let that go."

"I don't like doing this to you Michael." Ryan stated, closing the distance between the two. "You think I really care about this? Look, if any of those girls complain about anything that's going on you'll know Ted is going to come and look for your little group. But for now you guys are good." Ryan and the rest of the Jocks turned, and left.

"Oh, great." Michael sighed, retrieving his phone from his back pocket. He dialed Milo's number.