Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20170813062856/@comment-5385060-20170815195914

The smirk that usually adorned his face faded the more Michael spoke. "Tell you what bro," he said, lowering his voice. "You and him meet me in that hobo yard behind the yellow bus, after last class while everyone's getting dinner in the caf. The hobo's a sorta pal, he won't tell anyone. We can talk there, without people listening."