Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190329121908/@comment-25808351-20190407043923

Marcus and Cyndwella are in the middle of a small argument, they whispers/yell to eachother as the rest of the party rambles on.

“I know Cynd, but it’s Tuesday, and that is rum-day. We gotta get the distilled units out by Friday so they can get to their buyers.” Marcus says.

“I give zero shits, Schmoopy. Now stop worrying bout your dumb liquor buyers and promise me you’ll fu-“ Cyndwella looks and sees Snake. She then harshly nudges Marcus. The. Wardog looks and sees Snake, and a big smile crosses his face.

“SNAKE!!!!” Marcus shouts.