Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20180824062111/@comment-5385060-20181020205336

"Who said I was frolicking?" said Becky, coming out of hiding behind another trash can. "This your bike? Get us out of here!" Her heart was racing. She climbed on the back of Gregory's bike. "Go!" She dropped the canister of spray paint on the ground.

Cops were on the streets, yelling about a vandal. They had mistaken Becky for a boy in her disguise. Some were shouting about having to block off the whole street until all the paint was cleaned away.