Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170925025051/@comment-5385060-20180224230027

Jo made a grunting noise. Opening one eye, it took her a minute to realise they aren't at the beach any more. "I ain't sleeping in this dump. I'll sleep at Milo's place." She closed her eyes, and drifted off again.

After the group had dispersed, Leroy and Milo headed back to the industrial park on the bus. They headed to the storage container. No one was around, when they headed inside. Leroy grabbed some cash from their savings, and headed out to get enough food to last a couple of days. Milo grabbed a couple of sleeping bags from the shelves. He knew both himself and Leroy would have to use them, to make sure she didn't go walkabouts in the middle of the night.

The storage container was looking neater. Apparently, Jo and Leroy had moved in, as there was evidence of all of them around the place. Some of Jo's make up on top of a box used as an end table. Some of her socks on the floor, a shirt thrown down on the sofa. Thick and text heavy books on geography or various wars fought through time in different countries. A box labelled "HANDS OFF!" indicated this belonged to Leroy.