Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20170813062856/@comment-4059927-20170817171051

Michael slowly moved behind the fence, he made a hand motion for them to continue talking and act as if they were still conducting the original conversation. He crouched low and moved near the bus. The uninvited guest didn't seem to notice him as he hadn't shifted from his perch. Once Michael was in position he jumped up, surprising the perp. He grabbed him, lifting him up, and dragging him through the bus window. It was Kirby.

"Hey, Jockstain, whatcha doin' here?" Michael asked, pushing him to the ground.

"Woah, woah. I wanna help." Kirby shook with fear. Last time he'd seen Michael he walked away with a black eye, and a shattered nose.