Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20160914130216/@comment-2173402-20161001225144

Rock shrugged, falling back onto his bed, tossing his notebook onto the floor. "I tried keeping it clean but then people started buying more often so I needed more crap to have to sell and I mean... dear Ralph only gave me a single so..." he shrugged.

"It'd help if you were awake longer than five minutes a day," Jason added, rolling his eyes, wrinkling his nose in disgust at the state of Rock's room.

"Cough up the cash, Griffith," Rock shot back, visibly irritated. He chuckled as Jason threw down the exact change onto his face, inhaling deeply. "I love money," he muttered before sitting up and looking at Erick and Greg.

"If  you're ever interested, I got a couple bowls," he added. "I don't use 'em so you can have 'em for cheap. Friend discount and all that shit."