Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25218347-20190704064726/@comment-25218347-20190719055238

Jacket paid and brought the drinks over.

“You find a seat?”

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The oh-so-familir blue van covered in graffiti was driving around. Only Mark and Tony were inside, the others had chosen to stay at the safehouse and see if they could fix any of the damages.

“I’m fucking bored already. This place never changes.” Tony groaned.

“Quit your bitching. We’ll find something to do.”