Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170925025051/@comment-4059927-20180129081002

Erick grabbed out a can of spray paint and was preparing to vandalize the statue when Gregory stopped him. "Not what we're here to do." He said, sternly.

"I know, but might as well get ourselves a reputation for being rebellious, right?" Erick shrugged.

Michael and Bradi were walking down the street when he noticed members of the band were gathering near the big statue. "The fuck is going on here?"

"Who are they?" She asked.

"A band I'm managing." He disclosed, walking over to where they were. "The hell are you fuckers doing?"