*take the band out of the bag. takes hat off and puts hair into a low poney tail across my shoulder and puts the sun hat back on* it works. thank you. *pays furussia for the band* does it look bad?
*over hears a conversation*
so yall ready?
ya, i cant wait to set that place a flame.
were gonna get rid of that dame fisherman for good.
*the group of men walk away*
oh no...should i do something...mr.t'soni said to cantact him if i hear anything but...how...
