Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-2173402-20160210013219/@comment-2173402-20160316005441

"We got locked up in a place like this once," Tripp said, nodding towards the building.

"One of our foster families. Thought we were crazy, so they stuck us in here. They weren't allowed to do that, though, so the agency came looking for us."

"We got out," Gage explained, "they set out like an amber alert for us. It was an easy escape, though. We dug a hole under the fence during outdoor time, slipped out."

"They found us in a bar," Tripp laughed, setting an arm on Gage's shoulder, "drinking Sprunk. They wouldn't serve us any good stuff."