Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190926012759/@comment-25218347-20190927110208

Mae shook her head once she fully recovered from what was probably a near-death experience.

“What IS THAT??”

Gregg watched from the door.

“No idea... Here, you’re probably gonna need one of these.”

He reached into his jacket and handed off a switchblade. One of many, it seems.

“Oh. Thanks.” She took it.