Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160817222408/@comment-13488655-20161111001501

"... Morning." Flint yawned as he slowly got up from the bed, enjoying one of the best nights of sleep in his life. He was even going to joke to Margrit and ask if she thought that the hotel would mind there being one missing bed, until he saw the news channel. The army was called in to try to help with the prison break out, but there was way too many hostages inside the buildings. Apparently the police were on the losing side...