Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170925025051/@comment-4059927-20171217004520

Michael closed up his phone and put it into his back pocket, and waltzed over to him. "Yo, what the fuck are you doing? Your little stunt might be giving Le a hard on, but the rest of the band is getting ready to walk out, and honestly I don't blame them."

On stage Erick spit towards the cheerleaders, causing Christy to pull her legs up and crunch up in her seat. "You are, like, so disgusting."

"Fuck you!" Erick barked, considering whether he should kick over his drum set and cause other, unnecessary damage to the auditorium.