Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4995321-20161031235352/@comment-4059927-20161208153740

Stanley extracted his large, serated, knife from it's place in his back pocket. He ran the edges of his fingers around it.

"I know." Ryan nodded, confidently, and smarter. If it weren't for Ted he'd probably be leading the Jocks by now.

"I like you." Erick said, though he still had his gruff tone.

David just ignored Robin, remembering their previous encounter with each other.

Micah arrived shortly after Robin and sat with Autumn, clutching the flour sack in his arms. He hated the thing, yet he still wanted a good grade.