Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20170813062856/@comment-5385060-20170816193007

"Now we're getting somewhere!" said Milo. He stood, and begun checking his jean pockets, pulled out his phone and a piece of paper. The phone was returned to the pocket it came from. He sat down again, spread the crumpled paper out on his lap. "This is something Leroy wrote me, about strategy and stuff. To be honest, I don't really use it. I mean, what strategy do I need? I see Crabblesnitch gets a new car, I blow up the car, he needs a new one. Simple. She chose you, right? Why didn't she trust her go to guy to do the homework?" He begun checking the notes.

Jo jumped up to her feet, and clapped. "I just thought of something! Shit, why didn't I think sooner? Ryan, get some sleep, have a shower, act like none of this shit is happening. Pay attention and play nice with the bitch tomorrow at breakfast." She was so excited about her idea, she run off towards the bus and was gone.