Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-2173402-20160210013219/@comment-2173402-20160423020420

Tripp stood, taking the seat in front of Kyla's and turning so that he could face her. Capturing his bitchiest attitude, he put his chin in his palm and eyed her boredly.

"If you're trying to get that pimple on your face, you're failing," he said, curling his lip up in mock disgust.

While his brother had her attention, Gage strolled by, picked up the purse, and took out both the spray as well as some cash and a couple loose pieces of candy. Then dropped it back onto her seat as if nothing had happened.