Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26120744-20190601213005/@comment-32932951-20190603175354

Pesci runs as fast as his legs can go, almost trips. Same goes for Melone and Risotto, Ghiaccio is already ahead of everyone.

Illuso is taking his own route in the mirror world. Somewhat faster with the lack of people in the way.

"ALMOST THERE, I FUCKING SEE THE PERSON WHO WE GIVE OUR TICKETS TO!!! HEY!!! YOU!! YEAH YOU!! TAKE OUR MOTHERFUCKING TICKETS THE PLANES GONNA FLY AWAY SOON!"

Ghiaccio screams at the person.

​​​​​​​(aaaaaa I forgot the correct fucking term it's been  months since I've been to an airport)