Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20151213185955/@comment-24123288-20151213205412

On the freeway by the Ferris Wheel, Rosanne was walking. She sighed and wiped her brow to free it of the sweat the sun brought down to her in its happy gifts.

Suddenly, she could hear yelling, and the girl instantly dived down into cover. She pulled out her rifle and watched three people from afar, extremely wary.