Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170616015553/@comment-4059927-20170619052237

"Marcus is doing fine." Gregory assured him, warmly. His eyes didn't hold the dark context they did moments before, as they were more lit up and cheery. "It has been a long road to his recovery but he's doing well." It was at this time that Gregory peered over at the Prep table to catch the ever pressing glare of Tad's venomous eyes. He grew unsettled, his shoulders became heavy, and back stiffened.

"The rich brats know we're here." He grunted, using his sleeve to wipe smeared ketchup from his chin.