Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4995321-20161031235352/@comment-4059927-20161130013547

Malcolm felt the grip on his shirt loosen, and finally the release was made. He adjusted his shirt again, as it was ruffled from the grapple. "C-Money, can we talk about this?" Malcolm asked.

"Fuck you." C-Money replied, turning sharply and walking away, with Nicole following close behind.

Lindsey watched the whole event and her head dropped as she felt responsible for the entire event.