Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190125234216/@comment-27344811-20190126014222

Abbaccio fukkin SLAPS Narancia across the face before turning back to Mista, rubbing his hand. “Of course not, Mista, that’s preposterous. It’s more of the tortoise found me. It was lucky, too. It was brought here a bit before I was. Two minutes and twenty-fife seconds precisely.”

Grande is done gettin his water. Moody Blues makes some static as it follows.