Board Thread:Human Roleplay/@comment-27624831-20171229153329/@comment-34052734-20171229231054

Marshall was up and at 'em early in the morning as he took a morning walk, kicking up some dirt. With the slight breeze in the air, the dust flew up and back into his eyes, practically blinding him. He stopped, bending over to rub his eyes. "God dammit...."

Peyton was asleep in his home, more or less his office, his boots kicked up on the desk, legs crossed and inky-black hat covering his eyes. He was snoozing as he leaned back in his chair from time to time.