Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33528506-20190716195156/@comment-33528506-20190729201753

Charles grabs his keys and the paper. He stashed them in his pocket before grabbing his phone. He reads a text sent by Miranda, and sighs again. ''What if I don't come home if this isn't.. Just some prank? He thinks, what if I die out there?'' He shakes his head to get rid of the thoughts and walks towards the front door.

He grabs the doorknob and turns it, before walking out again. He ruffles his hair as he locks the door, leaving the spare key under the mat, and walking towards his car. It was an old Chevrolet, the make and model already having been forgotten... He opens the driver's side door and gets in, and turns on the truck.

(Guess so... I'm just attempting to get Charles out of the way and the story to progress... It happens a lot in my older roleplays... The story goes nowhere because I'm barely there)