Board Thread:Furry Roleplay/@comment-28578706-20180621165147/@comment-34052734-20180623002252

Vincezo was standing by the car he drove, having a smoke. The cigar was placed at the edge of his mouth between his teeth, unlit. He fished the lighter out of his pocket and covered the cigar with his paw, switching it on before locking it and sliding the lighter back into his pocket.

Barley had a toothpick hanging from her mouth as she tossed saw pebbles she gathered against the side of the building.