Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170925025051/@comment-4059927-20180303085319

Michael showed up awhile later, clearly hungover. “Hey guys.” He pulled a chair next to the stage and rested his head on it. “So I had a ‘lovely’ chat with Ericka last night. Apparently he spoke with Milo, then he came and railed on me for being a sellout and bla bla bla. Anyways he thinks I’m unfit to manage this shit.” Michael yawned. “I thought about kicking him out but then we’d have to find another drummer, and if I kick him out Gregory might go too, and I don’t wanna lose the best guitarist in Bullworth because of shit like that.”