Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20170813062856/@comment-5385060-20170815233037

"You said you tried to talk to her, and she wouldn't negotiate," Jo reminded him. She started tapping her feet on the ground, to give herself something to do. Unzipped and zipped a pocket on her pants out of habit. "What did you say to her then?"

Milo laced his fingers together, his lips resting against them. He tried to think. "There is something here, we just can't see it. Like, one of those obvious answer things. What exactly do we have on her already, that isn't enough?"

"Just some pictures I photocopied, with a woman and a kid cut out of everyone. Only one untouched is her and a guy who looks old enough to be her granddad," Jo listed off. "And a torn diary page, where she pretty much admits that she don't love Damon, and he's a trophy-douche to keep her popular."