Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-17970636-20130915204715

(This is a PRP between myself, Pheonix126 and DarthxHurricane, postings shall be done in that order).

It was a chilly night and the three boys slowly walked around Beacon Hills. This has been an unarranged meeting as they had simply bumped into each other and the red-haired fellow suggested that they all go out at night for some "quality time".

Sven snorted. ''I don't even know these guys, I just sit by them in class and suddenly we're the best of buds? No thanks.'' He though menacingly. To heck with it. He suddenly thought. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it up, a vice which he had acquired only recently, and let the patterns of smoke weave themselves into lazy shapes in the night sky. 