Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20170813062856/@comment-5385060-20170817141630

Kyla was on a rampage, and no one stood a chance. She stormed through the corridors, having spent thirty minutes searching her locker. Something had really pissed her off. She stormed into the cafeteria, found the usual jock table.

"Kirby, do you still have my cellphone?" Kyla demanded.

"No," Kirby replied, casually as he had no idea what she was so fired up about. "I gave it back to you, remember."

"Kirby," she said, firmly. He knew what would happen, if he was lying to her.

"I'm not lying. You gave me your cellphone to charge, and I handed it back to you."

She had all the Jock boys check their Letterman jacket pockets in case she had asked them to carry it for her. None of them had it.