Board Thread:Role Plays (Adult)/@comment-7838080-20140810031359/@comment-24012109-20140810041913

The small shake and boom going off attracted Carol's attention. It was more critical to him though, as a small chill ran up his spine. It was as if he knew who the cause of it was, even if he wasn't around the perpetrator.

Eh...something in my gut tells me a certain ginger-headed pyromaniac is to deal with this...ofcourse it could also be that brunette as well...its a toss-up between them.

With a sigh, He'd probably be the one to take the heat of it in, which meant he had to find her. It seemed something of her handywork, but where would she be? She wasn't exactly too easy to trace normally. So, Carol reluctantly stood up from the bench, stretched, and walked with a mindful pace to where the bomb had gone off.