Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170616015553/@comment-4059927-20170627004803

"Just pay him." Gregory rolled his eyes, growing increasingly impatient.

"Fuck no, he can punch all the trash cans he wants I ain't paying him jack shit." Erick maintained his stance, absolutely unimpressed by the display of strength he just witnessed.

"Look," Gregory turned to Leroy, a look of tired desperation on his face. "I have money in my room, we just need extra backup to make sure we aren't ambushed as soon as we walk in. I'll pay you ten." He said, upping the payout could benefit him if it were to convince him to provide any form of aid.

"Gregory, are you fucking-" Gregory held his hand out, shushing Erick mid sentence.