Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4995321-20170412234811/@comment-4059927-20170419010850

New Coventry was unexplored territory to the Preps. The grimy streets, dusty windows, and depravity was something that was seemingly unheard of to them from where they come from. As they arrived at the overpass they were approached by seven Greasers.

"This is our turf, rich boy." Ricky warned, tersely.

"We aren't here to cause trouble." Malcolm replied, calmly.

"Yeah, why're you here then?" Ricky proceeded to ask.

"We're trying to figure out who vandalized the Hole." Malcolm informed him. "Craig was there, call him we're here. He was okay with it."