Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20160914130216/@comment-2173402-20170731005038

Jason shook  his head, taking a seat on one of the very expensive looking tables. He'd hatched up a plan, one that was worthy of him. "Nah. Think about it. These guys, they're not really friends. They don't trust each other. Say we put one guy's stuff--Derb's, for example--in another guy's room. Like that little scamp, Tad."

He smirked at each of them. "Shit would go down. And even if he does blame us, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't believe him."