Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170925025051/@comment-4059927-20180103215124

"Anyways, I'll go check up on the van." He pulled the curtain back to see Angie and Christy scrambling to collect dust. "The fuck are they doing?" He asked, almost breaking into laughter as the two girls looked hilarious as they combed over the carpet, looking for little dust particles.

"We don't give a fuck about your ideas." Erick interjected, dismissive of the cheer girl. "You're there to dance, ideas aren't your strong suit."