Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20170608035530/@comment-13488655-20170822104613

"... Don't... Forget... Your lines." Mason whispered as the bride walked down the isle, standing by to help out his little brother if needed. The place was already well protected by the mob. Security, food, drinks, all were perfect. The rest was now up to Mulberry... And oh how that made Mason worry.