Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20171225195151/@comment-31129923-20171227205050

Zach sighed, "Just some bullshit about my parent's divorce. Neither of them wanted to deal with me while they were doing the legal work so they handed me off to my uncle in Los Santos, some guy I've never met before. He's some crook or drug dealer who's too full of himself too care about anybody else. Well, eventually he had enough of me and tried to send me back to one of my parents. Instead, they either fled the state or wanted to keep me with him because he came back in a fit rage telling me I was going to boarding."

He took a pause and thought about how much information he was giving out, but continued, "I know he's probably a criminal so I honestly don't care if he dies while he's trying to get a hold of my parents. It's not like they care either."

Finishing, he said, "I'm sure everyone would leave this cesspool if they could, but we're all stuck here the same as each other."