Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170925025051/@comment-5385060-20180104052430

Josh offered her the money back. Kyla stared at it for a moment. She took it and turned away from him, holding the money tight.

Milo decided to do a bit of damage control. "Right, that sorted, anyone else want to take a pop at each other before we start practise? No? Okay kids, get playing." Before they did start, Becky saw an opportunity of her own. She fetched a collection tin she had made out of an old soup can from her backpack. She climbed down off the stage, and approached Kyla. "Um... Kyla..." That took every ounce of strength she had to call the girl by her name instead of Bitch. "If you still want to give the money away, I'm raising money for an animal shelter, they could really use that..." Becky was in the process of removing the lid she had made from a piece of cloth and an elastic band.

"Whatever," said Kyla, rolling her eyes. She stuffed the money in the can not caring if she crinkled the bills or tore them.

"Thank you," Becky muttered. She put the impromptu lid back on the tin and returned it to her backpack. There, problem solved. Kyla had no cash in her hand to make a drama out of, they had not accepted it for the band and gave her no control, and some homeless animals could get a bowl of food and a warm blanket for weeks of that kind of money.