Board Thread:Human Roleplay/@comment-28578706-20170219185012/@comment-29325988-20170220221200

Grace, once in a place where there weren't many people, and if there were they were probably used to seeing fights and stuff. She pulled out her gun, turning around. The fourteen year old hummed as she turned around and pointed the gun at April. "Do you have food? I want food. And water." She looked at her with a narrowed gaze.