Board Thread:Bully Fanon Roleplay/@comment-5385060-20160120213618/@comment-4059927-20160121162924

Gregory took a seat on an old, rotted, log and watched as someone was wading into the water. Crazy shit, he thought to himself. Though it was interesting. He drew a cigarette from the back pocket on his Levi's and then discovered that he forgot to bring his lighter with him.

He weighed his options then just decided that he would have to ask anyways, "anyone have a light?" his words sounding more quiet, and labored than he had hoped.