Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20131111010415/@comment-5726563-20131111084138

Messer stared, a small grin crossing his face. ''There's a lot you could do with a body like that! I can just imagine it. But more importantly I need to get out of here.'' Reaching down, he picked up the boxes, handing them over to her. "You never told me your name. And you're an artist? That's pretty cool!" Suddenly, he heard some distant yelling.

Looking around, he didn't see anyone, but he was sure they would be here soon. "Now, excuse me, but I'm running from some people, so i can't stop." Sweeping his eyes around, he didn't really see anywhere to go too.

Suddenly, he heard a crash as a few cops started moving through an old fence. Crap, now what do i do?