Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-2173402-20160210013219/@comment-5385060-20160307235235

"Cool by me, bros. I got to give LB the staple gun back." He had left it on the counter, while he ate the chips. Rather than finish them, or put the pack in the bin, he just chucked them on the floor. Hey, it wasn't his kitchen. Why did he have to be so tidy? He sucked the crumbs off each finger, then whiped his hand on his jeans--well, the parts that didn't have rips. Milo made sure to grab the staple gun.