Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170712203930/@comment-5385060-20170809014234

"Stay here?" said Jo, raising an eyebrow. "You obviously don't know me, if you think I'm going to sit here twiddling my thumbs like some school bimbo. Leroy and Michael are fighting. We're going." To prove her point, she walked away. She looked around, listening for sounds of a fight.

Clint had the upper hand again, as Leroy started to get tired. Leroy crouched, pretending to tie his shoe. Clint moved closer, fist raised ready to strike.