Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4995321-20170113034607/@comment-4059927-20170124012007

Greg Ryder arrived behind them. "I got some help."

Erick thought he knew what that meant. "You didn't." He hissed.

"Oh, he did, buttercup." It was Michael, showing up ready to fight.

Down below Patrick was on the losing end of a tough fight, still he was putting up stiff oposition. Trevor was just too mean.