Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20170813062856/@comment-5385060-20170909180313

"That don't justify what he did," said Jo. "He destroyed the first thing that made Leroy happy in a long time, that I'll never forgive. Leroy didn't do shit to him, and Ryan crushed him. I ain't taking her side either, but she made Leroy happy. Leroy's been my best pal since forever, even though I didn't know why, I could tell he was happy."

Speaking of Leroy, he walked into the yard alone. His knuckles on his right hand were swollen, and some of them were split. He had punched some solid surface, or someone hard enough to cause some damage.

Milo offered him a fist bump, but then had to switch fists so Leroy could respond with his left hand. "You alright, bro?"

"No," Leroy replied. "I ain't alright. She's getting back with that prick who don't appreciate her, and she has to stay close to all those fuckers she hangs with, in case someone is watching. She asked that dickhead for help, and he did this to her. One wrong step, and I'm punching him out."