Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4995321-20160723013433/@comment-4059927-20160724200925

"We just lob them over the fence." Michael says as he picks up a ball and under hand throws it over the fence, then in desperation moves to the next one and does the same. When Audrey addressed them Michael stood stoic for a moment. Someone notices us, he thought to himself, surprised. It was Audrey.

Gregory waited, but he was growing ever irrational as he knew that their goal needed to be achieved, and quickly too, but he remained seated in the black leather clad chair, looking over papers on his perfectly crafted wooden desk.

As they arrived at the alarm Jimmy glanced around, no one in sight. He continued to do so as the hall was empty and nothing was transpiring concurrent to what they were about to do.