Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170621183025/@comment-26854056-20170714220754

"Well. Fuck."

Elijah whipped his neck between the two, his loyalties painfully divided between Rafael and Everett. Knowing fully well that Rafael would be the one most likely to do something horribly irrational while under the influx of anger, he hobbled after him, only to turn back to what was left of the group.

"Get Everett back down here. I'll handle Raf and make sure he doesn't kick a fucking puppy with a knife strapped to his shoe."

With one last huff, he grabbed onto the wall, stumbling after the Latino in a vain attempt to calm him down.

"Rafael! Wait-"