Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-9087084-20131009010417/@comment-6975131-20131009140419

Jr looked around the vast area. The sound of the lively Beacon student body filled the air, smell of hot food flooded his nostrils. "I'm so hungry!" he shouted, to no one in particular, he looked around for any of his friends, hopefully the ones who possed occupied wallets. When his search proved fruitless, he hung his head. Then an idea formed.

He looked around again, checking for prying eyes. When he found none, he stalked over to a Kabob stand, armoured hands reaching for the delicate meat-on-a-stick, right as he neared his goal, he recieved a sharp retort, courtesy of a flyswatter.

The stand owner proceeded to hrow swears at the boy, startling him and causing him to step back, bumping into a blonde haired boy, decked in flowing black overcoat.

(he bumped into Micheal, Pheon.)