Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20191115201806/@comment-13488655-20191215044029

The four men just turned and looked at the drunken mess approaching them, practically holding their stomachs in their laughter as one of them approached Rey, smuggly holding one of the antique chairs.

"Oh? And what are you going to do about it you old fart?" He scoffed while raising his foot, preparing to land a kick to knock the man downin mockery at the attempt to stop hem. This fool's stance was all wrong. He was no fighter. Just a street thug who only felt comfortable in fighting if he could see that it was someone visibly weaker than him.