Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160716191324/@comment-25828117-20160717222136

(I'm glad you're thinking about this so much)

When Keiki sat down the door was locked and a man with a gun appeared from the shadows.

"Well, well." He said.

The man's hair was greasy and combed back, bar a few strands that were practically glued to his forehead with sweat. He wore a pre-war blue firn hawaiian shirt with a white wife-beater underneath and a fake golden rosy on his chest.

Meanwhile Lola stood up and got away from the bed.

The man aimed the gun at Keiki.

"This time I got you."