Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170616015553/@comment-5385060-20170622232023

Josh scooped up a discarded plastic bottle, and hurled it at Tad. He'd got a little of his breath back. He still panted a little. His heart raced. "Gregory, are you alright?" Another few gasps for air, and he was able to shout. "TRUST FUND BABIES!" he shouted as loud as he could, in a bid to attract some Greaser attention. He hoped Hal and Vance were still nearby or someone.

Josh raised his fists, indicating that he was going to stand his ground.

He did attract attention, just not the attention he had intended. A couple of Townies, one of them being Clint, emerged from the hollowed out building.

He pointed at Josh. "Ain't you a pal of Boom?"

Josh nodded.

That was good enough. Clint charged across the street, and punched Chad on the shoulder with as much strength as he could muster. The other two Townies charged towards Malcolm and Tad.

"That'll do it," Josh muttered.