Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4995321-20160819224411/@comment-4059927-20160824011338

Malcom raises a brow, arms crossed. "Go away and don't let it bother you, okay?" He asked, but it was more formed as an order.

Craig had his arms crossed, calmly looking at Jackson. "I don't know, maybe your time of the month." He scoffs.