Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170712203930/@comment-5385060-20170715105746

Jo de-tangled herself from Leroy's arms, and jabbed Ryan as hard as she could in the chest. See how he liked it back at him. "Look, Dickhead, they ain't our friends. And if you think you're so tough, by all means, get lost, and fight them yourself."

Leroy glared at Ryan. Heck, he'd already knocked out one d-bag kid, one more couldn't hurt. That got Jo's attention. She turned away from Ryan, as if he wasn't even there.

"Woah, Leroy! Chill. Rap it out," she prompted.

That seemed to work. On the spot, he come up with an improv rap that probably sucked. "Listen to me Jo. There's something you gotta know. We're in a real hurry. This dickhead I want to bury." He pointed to Ryan. "Now do yourself a favor boy. I ain't a Townie, I'm Leroy. Word!" That worked. With each word he came out with, the desire to bash someone's skull in filtered away.