Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20160226000222/@comment-4059927-20160226211932

"Hey, paupers." Bif snarled at them as the trio approached their table. Michael didn't even really bother to pay them any mind. "I said hey, pauper." He repeated.

Michael was still calm, "we heard you." He retorted. "DIdn't think you guys hungout at Burger Shot, don't you have your aristocrat meals to attend to? Your little prefab meals offered by your little butler." Michael joked. The moment grew tense as the Preps just seemed to take that as an aggressive statement.