Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20171225195151/@comment-31129923-20180501033005

Diving back into a panicked state after emerging victorious from his own scuffle for once, Zach was able to fully grasp the magnitude of their situation. The loud footsteps of Preppies coming to aid their cohorts prompted him to sprint back near the stairs and slam the door shut. Knowing he had seen several shadows mid-way up the stairs already, he wedged his paddle between the doorknob and the luckily unhinging frame. It would hold but not for long.

"That should buy use some time!" Zach exclaimed for Greg to hear.

However, the increasingly violent exchange of punches still continuing behind him reminded him of the still conscious Bif fighting Erick like a mad dog, determined to bring their raid to a halt. Having foolishly attempted boxing with Preppies before, Zach instantly thought of suggesting they leave it to Erick. That was of course, a stupid idea.

"We can take him together...th-three of us!" Zach tried to instruct Greg but he almost felt this idea was dumber when it appeared Bif was expecting them at any moment.