Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20190827174844/@comment-37629772-20190829085850

"Hehe, alright Bruce, just as soon as I fix this damn hunk of junk..." Randy respond gleefully to Bruce while tinkering with his guitar, tuning it and fixing the ruin string. When Bruce took his attention off of the old Ghoul, he would lean in to his side, unzipping and rummaging through his duffel bag with one hand while he held onto his guitar with the other. He stuck his tongue out as he reached deep into the bag, but returned his fleshy appendage back into his maw as he got just what he was looking for.

"There you are old friend..."

He lifted out of the bag and in his hand a single puff of jet.

"Nothing like a little something to take the edge off..."