Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20161216225956/@comment-4059927-20161221053152

As the class bell rang, releasing students from class Malcolm went over to Erick, his hair neat and fine, though his eyes held a fire in them. "You and I still have a problem." He said to Erick, his tone icy.

"Really now, pretty boy?" Erick growled, his hands contracted into a fist, he was beginning to tremble with the anger that was complementary of who he was.