Board Thread:Human Roleplay/@comment-27624831-20161230194428/@comment-28511184-20170107042642

Peyton was also at the cafe, he didn't jump in yet. He already know that his brother was a fighter. He was a gunner. But they both could shoot and they both could fight. Except Peyton could shoot better and his brother could do hand-to-hand combat better. It was simple. But it was the most wrong thing to do, to mess with one of them. You wouldn't want to mess with the Crestdale brothers. Peyton tipped his hat up and glared at the fight, clicking his boot up as he leaned against the building's indoor wall.