Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20170813062856/@comment-5385060-20170925021844

"I'm texting her," said Leroy, getting his phone out of his pocket. "Your word don't mean shit, unless she backs you up." He sent a text, and got a phone call back. Kyla was still in the girl's bathroom was able to talk. "Baby girl, you alright? He's here saying shit that..."

"He sorted it out. Punched Damon, showed everyone he wasn't invincible, everyone stood up for me. He might have said the affair rumor wasn't true, I don't know, I wasn't there," Kyla explained. In a lower almost whisper, she said, "Love you."

"You know you're my girl," said Leroy. He turned his back to everyone, and whispered a "Love you" back. He hung up. "Right, she confirms it. I still ain't backing you up in future. That bridge is burned."

"Let's all get drunk!" Milo yelled, raising a can of beer up in toast.

"Can I have some?" asked Jo.

"No!" Apparently, he wasn't that drunk.