Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150726225807/@comment-26191607-20150728012151

"Yo Axel. How are you man?" Scythe says, walking over to his friend. He takes a seat across. "You know what? Axel, pass me a smoke, I've had a long day." Scythe rarely smoked, because he cared for the well being of others and didn't want to cuase others harm from secondshand smoke. Page rolls her eyes and smacks Scythe again. "Never mind, Page doesn't like me smoking."